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24 September 2013

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Sounds wonderful. And what of the mareira, m'dear?

Ah yes, the Madeira, C. 'Twas many years since it had passed my lips and these days I rarely drink. But one evening after a rather fine dinner at a local restaurant, we were served ice-cold Madeira in tiny shot glasses. It was exceedingly good and a small quantity was plenty.

I bought a bottle home; a friend and I have already sampled the contents, in the same fashion, ice-cold after supper. I doubt that it will last long.

So glad you had a lovely, relaxing, revitalizing holiday -- you've had so much to contend with. May the warmth last, in your spirit if not in the surrounding weather back home!

So pleased that you had a true holiday = probably overdue and definitely well deserved. It looks beautiful on your photos. wxx

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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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