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01 June 2012


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I'm with you politically as to all the sentiment etc but with people evrywhere making their own gestures it certainly means something. I am looking forward to seeing the Flotilla (on tele of course...) But an especial thank you to you Boots for this delicious collection of pictures. Long my you reign...

I'm with you on this. Sometimes it's just lovely to see villages and towns come to life, with that very British sense of humour. I live in Dorking, Surrey, and the local Knit and Natter group (of which I'm one) knitted a huge red white and blue scarf for the Dorking Cockerel which stands on a well placed roundabout. The local press have called us Gorilla Knitters. I think we could all do with a bit of fun in the financially hard-up, drought ridden country! I'm off to see the river pageant, and will post the results on www.lynnekovan.com, if it stops raining for 10 minutes. Happy Jubilee!

Hello Wendy - I wanted to post something without appearing to come down on either side of the monarchist/republican divide.

Good to hear from you again Lynne - love that cockerel. I've signed up to follow you so look forward to the pageant photos and trust that you aren't all washed away. Enjoy the spectacle!

This is such a delight to read, as Scotland is much more muted in its response to the Jubilee. I was inspired by a recent trip South, however, and have decked the castle in bunting, baked Jubilee cupcakes with the boys, and watched Jubilee programmes on TV until by last night we were rather 'Jubileed out'! I am happy to live far from urban cynicism.

I'm tickled, too, by the fact that you have a local folk festival this weekend. Almost at the opposite end of Britain, the Orkney folk festival was going strong at the same time! (See Sian's 'Life on a Small Island' blog.)

Just caught up with this lovely post which overlaps with my sentiments. I'm not really a red, white and blue kind of girl, but did find the fortitude and creativity of celebrants in the awful cold weather truly inspiring.

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    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.
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    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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