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A man of financial substance, Robert has a wide range of interests and opinions to match. More Posts

Going going gone

For Xmas Alice Mansfield gave me an art board game called Going Going Gone in which you have to build up an art collection. This is chiefly done by acquiring in auction art works from various periods namely renaissance, baroque, impressionism, modernism, surrealism, pop, installation, contemporary [...]

August 24, 2021 // 0 Comments

A bleeping nuisance

My day yesterday began at 3.30am when I was rudely awaken by an insistent and atonal beep. I traced it to my smoke alarm though there was no smoke. Nowadays you do not get an instruction manual but have to google, which explained that the battery needed replacement. I thought it a simple job at [...]

August 17, 2021 // 0 Comments

A happy encounter

Marylebone High Street is a thoroughfare where you pretty much know you will bump into someone. Thus I always allow time for the chance encounter. I had booked a table for myself at the Austrian restaurant Fischers for 6-30pm. Not having met anyone, as I approached the restaurant I was thirty [...]

August 12, 2021 // 0 Comments

Rail travail

I was brought up to respect thrift. My parents were of that post-war generation who did not espouse extravagance. Rationing was not abolished until 1954. Going to a restaurant other than Lyons Corner House was a rare treat.  Their first house was rented. Gradually by the sixties they came to enjoy [...]

July 28, 2021 // 0 Comments

My day at Wimbledon

I must confess straightway that I acquired my Wimbledon debenture as an investment. Such a debenture is freely traded and a seat on Centre Court much prized. I did not become a tennis fan overnight. However I missed the deadline for selling the seat back to Wimbledon but the debenture office [...]

July 10, 2021 // 0 Comments

Covid- living with it, or dying of it ?

Two recent incidents defined to me, and and increasingly I should suspect the public’s, attitude to Covid. Staying with some friends in the country, which I presently am, I arranged a cat/house-sitter for my beloved pussy cat who requires 2 insulin injections daily. The said cat/house-sitter [...]

July 3, 2021 // 0 Comments

ODTAA

ODTAA was a novel by John Buchan and stands for “one damn thing after another”. It’s the best description for my travails in trying to sort out a problem with sending and receiving emails on my devices. You Could Not Make It Up or Technology Is Great As Long As It Works would be [...]

June 26, 2021 // 0 Comments

Black cab v Uber

In the Martin Scorsese film Taxi Driver about urban alienation the Presidential candidate Charles Palantine rather condescendingly praises taxi driver Travis Bickle for his metropolitan knowledge. Personally I find most taxi drivers  will offer their opinion whether you praise them or not. On the [...]

June 10, 2021 // 0 Comments

More woes of the digital age

Frustration in the digital age is a well-worn topic in The Rust – so much so that the reader must find it as tedious as the writer. I will be as concise as possible and offer my theory why it happens. My mobile banking app often produces an unprompted notice of ‘version info’. This blocks [...]

June 4, 2021 // 0 Comments

A convivial lunch & a clearance

Monday  took place my regular Xmas lunch with two brothers took place in English’s. This lunch first began in the late 1970s and only Covid prevented its annual occurrence last year. Since its inception two of us have retired and two divorced and remarried, whilst I remain outside the conjugal [...]

May 26, 2021 // 0 Comments

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