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Worth

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 Tonight Gorgeous Dave and I went to see the darkly comic play Worth at the Storyhouse in Chester . It turned out to be a rather brutal and harsh essay on a Uk/ Chinese family dynamic at a matriarch’s funeral and although not faultless it sparked a robust conversation about grief and families  on our way home  from Going Gently https://ift.tt/XJQdEqa

Charles

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I was born in the year that Queen Elizabeth II was crowned and tomorrow, seventy years later, it's the turn of her oldest son, Charles. He is now seventy four years old and it is as if he has been preparing for this moment all of his life. Though I have never met him in person, I have  rather admired Charles from afar. Smiles and laughter come readily to him and he clearly enjoys meeting other people, listening to their stories with the same kindness and genuine interest that his mother showed throughout her reign. He never seems condescending. Charles has always been interested in architecture and design and he was vocal about climate change and the environment long before that became fashionable. In the past, he was often  dismissed as being rather eccentric or wacky - someone who hugged trees and talked to the plants in his garden but this was arguably just further evidence of his deep affection for the natural world . Yes. It his coronation tomorrow and the London poli...

Friday

 Happy Friday. Tell me something good my friends. Love you all from R's rue https://ift.tt/1XB58nO

Neighbours

 The neighbours in the new build behind me are not good neighbours. They are noisy and in my mind inconsiderate of others , so we don’t speak anymore….well ever since I complained to them by notes that their five dogs had yapped continuously for a couple of hours in the garden one afternoon without supervision or let up Today is blissful.  There is no noise from next door. No constant sawing of wood. No barking. No yelling at the darling CHARLIE!!!  for barking so much.  It’s silent and my back door is open wide , sucking in the peace and quiet into the cottage. And it’s bliss Am I turning into one of those strange neighbours that yell at people in the street?  You know the ones you used to poke fun of when you were a kid.  The old fart who lives alone and who spoils your fun on sunny afternoons when kicking a ball in the street feels like the ideal pastime? Perhaps I am.I know my aforementioned neighbours think I’m unreasonable but I have been...