R's rue

 I didn’t turn up for choir yesterday It was a conscious decision ! I felt a little too brittle  We meet weekly on zoom ( and have done for months)and sing in the confines of our own houses unheard by our fellow choristers but We are always buoyed up by lots of boxed smiles, Jamie ( our RAF faced choirmaster’s bouncy nature) and visits of Lyndi’s dog Charlie  “ We can see your Charlie Lyndi!”  Is often the joint call as her hairy mutt comes into view And the whole rather artificial ( but supportive) meet is dovetailed by a robust and always emotional joint rendition of You Raise Me Up  You Raise me up  Is a true emotional romp  It is a song that can make you cry when things are mundane  When things are sticky, the whole piece can reduce you to mush...mush more mushy than wallpaper paste And on many Tuesdays several of the on line choir can be seen getting rather emotional at the lyrics  Yesterday I would have weeped buckets. ...

 Swimming  In a sea Of tulle Ribbons And bows On the  Steps  Off to the Met Eating canapés  And admiring Monets and Manets In heaven  Dreaming Of the city That never Sleeps from R's rue https://ift.tt/2HuTBwJ

 God  wipe  these tears of pain of anger sadness and disdain We humans have a compassion deficit and it shows off to listen to Brahms and get lost in  a book from R's rue https://ift.tt/3jumHJz

The supermarkets here in Wales are only selling “essential“ items at the moment. Essential goods are not flowers and so Ive had to raid the last of the garden flowers in order to satisfy my need.  I know its not a big gripe but I will find it hard without flowers I had a phone call yesterday from TRACK & TRACE .  A very nice and efficient lady informed me I had been tracked as a possible Covid at risk person and needed to isolate for the next ten days I informed work immediately  luckily I have no symptoms, and to be honest I feel that I have already had the virus but the rules are rules and I am locked down at home until the 6th of November. An hour after I informed the village whats app group that I was isolating  a bag of crisps, two scotch eggs, a packet of coconut macaroons and a large bunch of grapes had been left at the kitchen wall drop off point. This morning another villager  left some dog food for me with no mention of being paid ...

The picture shown above appeared in "Shadows and Light" this morning. It was taken in Golders Hill Park, London by the blog's owner, Steve Reed. Steve thought it was some kind of pipe joint until research indicated that it is in fact an artwork called "Gazebo" by Wendy Taylor. Let us hope that when googling her name, Ms Taylor does not stumble across Steve's blog. It would be quite traumatic to discover that one's finest artistic achievement has been dismissed as a mere concrete pipe joint.  Steve's photograph reminded me of a picture I took several days ago at Booth Farm on the Staffordshire/Derbyshire border. Two massive concrete sump pipes were just lying in a field. The farmer may have got his order wrong or maybe I am also being philistinic.  Perhaps it is another art installation by Wendy Taylor. I could go back to Booth Farm and make the farmer an offer before having the pipe ends transported to our garden. I doubt that they would fit ...