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08 September 2013

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I'm so jealous! Didn't get to the beach once this summer and our trip to Italy at the end of May was lovely but the weather no so much. The sun was conspicuously absent and at times it was downright cold. we had not packed for 4 degrees!

Oh, have a fabulous time!

Have a wonderful, sun-soaked break! Bon voyage!

Very sensible and hope that by the time you read this you will be basking, just like the flower fairy. (Don't you just love them? She used to make up those dress too, you know. My perfect fancy dress...maybe a little too old for it now though)

Thank you everyone - now that I am here, it has really hit home how much I needed not just a break but a break that enabled me to switch off completely.

As for the Flower Fairies, we all love them don't we? But, no, C, I didn't know that Cicely B made the dresses . . . and I don't think you/we are too old. One is always a Flower Fairy at heart.

(Monica, the morning I left it was 9deg Celsius. Brrrr.)

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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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