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A Meeting of Old Friends

Yesterday I had lunch with two old friends , a lunch that  seems to have taken place since time immemoriam. After various venues we settled on the Guinea Grill as one a keen trencherman and imbiber said it had a fine wine list . The Guinea Grill has been going for years- like us. It’s rather [...]

December 12, 2014 // 0 Comments

Less means more (not)

I am always on the look-out for reports and surveys dealing with developments in human relationships – both out of general personal interest and in case these might shed light on some of the mysteries of the universe. In which context, one of the media stories doing the round of the broadsheet [...]

December 11, 2014 // 0 Comments

The slippery slope

It is in the spirit of the urgings of our esteemed editor that – in amongst anything else we might offer – we should shed light upon our descent into senility by noting aspects of our decline whenever we come across them that I begin my post today. The past 36 hours have not been amongst my [...]

December 9, 2014 // 0 Comments

Queueing as a form of life

Yesterday (Saturday) I was obliged to go food shopping – not a task I particularly enjoy at this time of year. Earlier in the week I had been to Sainsburys and found myself shocked by the sheer volume of numbers. I am certain this is a feature of growing older – you become gradually less [...]

December 7, 2014 // 0 Comments

A complex subject with no easy answers

I am prompted to write today by  a piece I spotted in the media on the difficult subject of rape – I use the word ‘difficult’ deliberately because, for me, there are fundamentally worthy but conflicting issues involved on both sides. All campaigners against rape tends to cite the facts [...]

December 2, 2014 // 0 Comments

Sir Nicky Winton

There are not many people that have heard that of Sir Nicholas Winton which is what he would have wanted. Yet this man saved 664 lives directly and 15000 indirectly and never told a soul: not even his wife or the people he saved. A successful stockbroker he took 2 weeks off in 1938 to organise the [...]

November 28, 2014 // 0 Comments

Missing the point

Over the weekend we had a visit from my brother’s family. Upon their arrival drinks were served and we sat out on the terrace in the surprisingly warmish November sunshine to catch up with each other’s news. After the more voluble had given us their potted summaries, I turned to my younger [...]

November 17, 2014 // 0 Comments

Getting a grip

I called my father last night in order to discuss our arrangements for the remainder of the week. First, however, he wished to tell me about his expedition earlier in the day from the coast to central London in order to have lunch with an old friend – in both senses of the word – at an hotel in [...]

November 6, 2014 // 0 Comments

Remembering a WW2 fighting man

Yesterday I joined my brothers and father at a restaurant in Fulham for an occasional lunch with one of my father’s old school mates D (they first met at public school in the early 1940s) who has been a lifelong friend of the family. Some time ago D’s wife wisely begged leave not to attend [...]

November 5, 2014 // 0 Comments

Signing off with the quack

Yesterday, some six months after my previous visit, I attended an appointment with my consultant at a London hospital in order to assess my progress since being diagnosed with osteoarthritis of the right hip. On the last occasion we met, as part of the experience, I had a second x-ray and a steroid [...]

November 4, 2014 // 0 Comments

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