Summer

Summer’s lease is a short one but that is simply a reason to enjoy the premises it demises every day of summer. It is hard to imagine my London in winter today, difficult to think of winds blowing cold and rain in my face when the sun shines and the skies are blue with very few clouds. Continue reading

Understanding and knowing

Robert Frost wrote that he was not too radical when he was young for fear it would make him too conservative when old. It seems that as people age, they get more conservative in their views, in the sense that they hanker after the past when they remember things being as perfect or near perfect. Everyone was polite, white and honest in those days, surely? Continue reading