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25 March 2012


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Dear Boots

Glad you have dreamed and thought and are writing here again. I read your profile again and reflected on your rich inner and outer life.
My daughter said the 'field of dreams' thing to me when I was rather down about my blog, wondering who on earth would read it. She said write it and people will find their way there. Seems to have happened in a modest way. So much so that I have now split it into two blogs to save my head from exploding. A special thanks to you for calling by ... wx

It is lovely to see everything bursting into life, isn't it,D? I'm so glad that your plans are coming to fruition and hope you have a very enjoyable and successful time ahead.

It's all too easy to get into the mindset that things are a little too hard to pull off - I think too many years working on risk policy did for me on that score - so it's wonderful that you are letting your ideas and creativity take flight. I am full of admiration and wish you all the best with your adventures to come.

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Thought for life

  • The House of Breath, William Goyen
    We are the carriers of lives and legends - who knows the unseen frescoes on the private walls of the skull?

Thinking about . . .

  • Daniel Klein, Travels with Epicurus
    I too listen to music more and more. Throughout my life, music has stirred me more than any other art form, and now, in old age, I find myself listening to it almost every evening, usually alone, for hours at a time.
  • Julia Blackburn, Thin Paths
    I began writing because I liked to write things down. I learnt foreign languages because they seemed to enter my head by a process of osmosis.
  • Joan Bakewell, Stop the Clocks
    I live contentedly alone. It's better that way and I am often thoughtful about what has been and what might have been. There are many like me.
  • Patti Smith, M Train
    Oh to be reborn within the pages of a book.
  • Patti Smith, M Train
    Why is it that we lose the things we love, and things cavalier cling to us and will be the measure of our worth after we’re gone?
  • Judith Kerr, Observer Magazine, 22 November 2015
    I don't believe in God. I find it much easier to believe in ancestors. I like to imagine they are pointing us in the right direction.

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