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

Covid – my part in its downfall.

On Saturday I received notification from the NHS that I was eligible for the Covid vaccination and yesterday I booked an appointment this Thursday at a local racecourse. I refrained from following the Covid information from the first lockdown as I preferred to listen to an expert I trusted, Grania, [...]

February 16, 2021 // 0 Comments

David Gresham

Yesterday I watched a recording of the film Shadowlands – the true story of C.S.Lewis’s late marriage to a Jewish American divorcee Joy Gresham. Joy’s son Daniel featured in the film but not her second son David. David was in fact at Cambridge at the same time as me. He attached himself [...]

January 8, 2021 // 0 Comments

My New Years Eve

New Years Eve leaves me cold. The past few years I have either been travelling and obliged to pay a small fortune for the hotel celebration or gone to San Lorenzo Fuoriporta in Wimbledon with my godson and his mother. I prefer the latter option but best of all to be in my own company and in bed at [...]

January 1, 2021 // 0 Comments

English’s again

Not only is English’s my restaurant of choice but those I invite there inevitably wish to return. An old uni friend and his son – my Godson – were my visitors to it yesterday. My friend sensibly followed the rules and we ate outside on the terrace on a table they had prepared under a [...]

December 23, 2020 // 0 Comments

Two views on Amazon

My late mother had a collection of home-spun sayings, one of which was that whenever I complained to her of a remark somebody made “Ask for sympathy when an intelligent person says something idiotic.” Her credo resonated and rested with me and I have always taken note of a remark from that [...]

December 18, 2020 // 0 Comments

A day in London

I was rather fearful of how I would find London as on my last visit pre-lockdown 2 it was deserted. There were more signs of life and getting around by taxi was a process marred by roadworks everywhere. The purpose of my visit was genuinely business: dropping off papers at my accountant, a visit to [...]

December 3, 2020 // 0 Comments

Yet more on yesterday’s announcement

Without wishing to overload our readers with more views on yesterday’ s official announcement I too was initially utterly confused. This government would not win any plaudits for clear English but after an hour of poring over the official announcement I reduced it to one paragraph: The [...]

November 24, 2020 // 0 Comments

What’s in a name?

It’s my practice as a working housewife to do my ironing at midday whilst listening to the Radio 3 programme hosted by Donald Macleod on lives of great composers. This week he features the American jazz pianist James Johnson, chiefly known for writing the Charleston. I was intrigued to learn he [...]

November 10, 2020 // 0 Comments

This old heart of mine

Yesterday I had an appointment with a local cardiologist as a follow-up to my annual medical with my doctor. The doctor with his stethoscope had picked up “A very soft murmur on the aorta”. I was rather freaked out by this and the reference in the referral letter  to “an early sign of heart [...]

October 31, 2020 // 0 Comments

London: it’s eerie

Yesterday I travelled to London for various meetings. A taxi took me to my first appointment via Oxford St. – I have never seen it so deserted. If I had to describe the West End pre-Covid I would use the word bustling. Now it would be eerie. It was like those nightmarish science fictions [...]

October 15, 2020 // 0 Comments

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