Monday, 30 April 2012

The problem with love


Poured out; like the teaming rain, falling from dark clouds.
Surely this is the wettest April on record!
Flowing in all directions; all about me, everyone drenched.
My eyes ache, my heart aches, I feel it to my bones.
I hold up my arms, and open my mouth,
Like a child, drinking in the rain.
Water trickles down my back; I shudder,
It takes courage to choose to love.



Thoughts prompted by 'It's My Story' - Remembering Millie. 30.04.12
Radio 4 produced by Anna Scott-Brown





Sunday, 29 April 2012

Thoughts on a long period of time

What do you think?  The caves of Chauvet in southern Frances contain painting dated at 30,000 years old.
Human existence is measured in tens of thousands of years.  Evidence of human existence is even found under the North Sea, suggesting that this was once dry land.

The Judeo-Christian era is measured as about 5000 years.  This indicates that the theology of a loving, personal creator, and saviour, as we know it, has only been around for a 1/6th to a 1/10th of human existence.  What are the estimates of the current population who are able to access information about Christ, and the concept of salvation?  Perhaps 2/3 of the world?  Never has information been so easily assessable as it is today, but in the past, this was not so.

For me this puts an interesting perspective on the significance of the story of the crucifixion, and it's place for all humanity.  This is not to say that the crucifixion does not have a central significance to me.  I wonder if it is analogous to the recent incredible discoveries of brain development and function.  Understanding some of mechanisms that makes the brain works is illuminating.  However it is not essential. Understanding the mechanism by which I am able to have a secure relationship with my creator is likewise, fantastic, but perhaps not essential.


Friday, 27 April 2012

My Aphorisms

  • Negatives shout; positives whisper.
  • You don’t need two eyes to see; one will do perfectly well, but it's likely to get tired.
  • ‘Painful’ but ‘possible’.
  • Shame, helplessness, anger, disappointment, guilt; all reactions easily evoked from parents. But they are 'dry bread' in terms of sustenance.  Pride, affection, joy and delight , though infinitely more 'nutritious', are unpredictable and dependent, requiring trust.  Sometimes dry bread is enough.
  • Don't decorate if you can smell fire. 
  • When services are being cut, often the first thing that goes is creativity.
  • Surf where the wave is.
  • Social Workers are like pets; you get to know them, and then they 'die' for no apparent reason.
  • The theory of one.  You need one good parent, one good friend, and to know that you are competent at just one thing.  After that, everything is a bonus.
  • What we do today is very likely what we do tomorrow.
  • Reward the behaviour you want: try not to reward the behaviour you don't want.
  • Personality is neutral.  It's neither good nor bad.  It's what you are given, and the key is what you do with it.  
  • When you try to put a fire out, you are presented with two glasses, one full of water, the other petrol.  They look the same and the challenge is to choose water.  
  • Security mainly inconveniences the innocent.
  • There is a fine line between faith and superstition.
  • There are two places for everything in a marriage.


Tuesday, 24 April 2012

Sunday, 22 April 2012

Leicestershire Round- by bike

There is a wonderful circular walk though the Leicestershire countryside called the 'Leicestershire Round.'  You can see it marked on any OS map.  I find no evidence of an equivalent that can be undertaken by bicycle.  I therefore plant my flag in the ground and claim the first 'Leicestershire Round by bike.'


East and North Sections of the Leicestershire Cycle Round -50 miles

These sections start is from the Gartree Roundabout in Evington.  Proceed out of Leicester down the Gartree Road (Via Devana).    This routes goes though Illston on the Hill, Noseley, Goadby, Hallaton, Allexton, Belton, Launde, knossington, Great Dalby, Asfordby, Thrussington, Seagrave, Sileby, Mountsorrel, swithland reservoir, Woodhouse Eaves, Ulverscroft, and ends atCopt Oak.






South and West Sections of the Leicestershire Cycle Round - 50 miles

These sections start from the Gartree Roundabout, follows the Gartree Road (Via Devana), Calton Curlieu, Shangton, Tur Langton, West langton, Foxton, Gumby, Laughton, Moseley, Bruntingthrope, Ashby Magna, Cosby, Croft, Thurlaston, Desford, Thorton, Stanton under Bardon and Copt Oak.


See good (free) cycling plans at www.leicester.gov.uk/cycle-city  This could take 9 to 10 hours.

Friday, 20 April 2012

A Quirky Tour of Leicester

Come with me on a journey


















The quirky tour of Leicester is best undertaken by bicycle
whilst wearing a top hat.




1) Start on Victoria Park at a fine piece of brutalist architecture; James Stirling's 1959 Leicester University Engineering Department.  It's probably the only building from Leicester that can be found in international studies of modern architecture.  It's my favourite building too and a good starting point for our tour.









2) Stop off at the Lutyen's War Memorial to the great war, build in 1923.  It is very similar in style to other other great arches he designed, for example, Thiepval.  Not beautiful, but neither is war.  
Leicester
Thiepal




3) Follow Peace Avenue down to University Road, past memorials to the women who died in the war, and commonwealth soldiers.  On Lancaster Road, stop off at the Richard Attenborough Centre for disabilities and the Arts.  This houses an excellent cafe, and some of Richard Attenborough's fine Picasso ceramics.  Follow the cycle route across Waterloo Way.  Notice the modern blue and beige building on the right.  It is another Leicester award winner.  This time architecture's carbuncle prise 2008.  Continue around the edge of the Prison, and up Infirmary Road to the Magazine (the gateway, not the pub.)  Notice the Jain Temple, with it's fine marble facade.  It was a congregational church once.  If you go round the back, you can see on the roof, an amazing array of gompahs.  

4) The Magazine; a bit of old Leicester stranded in the new.  This sums Leicester up.  Notice the bright copper green of the new DeMontfort Business building opposite the Newark House museum.   Near by is the old city wall, the Castle Mote, and St Mary De Castro (Leicester has a long history of communist sympathies.)
The magazine


5) Walk through Castle Gardens to see the Castle Mote.  See the submerged route of the old city wall, tastefully picked out in white marble chippings.  At the end of the garden near to the busy main road into the city centre is a memorial to Richard III.  It is said that his dead body was brought in to Leicester from Bosworth field on the back of a horse.  (He had just lost his kingdom.)  It was laid to rest in the crypt of the Greyfriars.  Funnily enough, that place went on to become the main offices for Social Services, and I can vouch that there is still a strange smell in the basement, where the records are kept.  It is also said that his body was later taken from the crypt, and thrown into the river soar, near to the statue.

Jewry Wall
6) I like the Jewry Wall and it's Museum.  It is usually very quiet.  The roman remains, as noted by Pevsner, have that  'heavily restored' look to them, which makes you wonder whether they are genuine at all.  Mind you, this work was done in the 50's, so they are become ancient relics in their own right.  The Roman wall is fantastic, and it is a complete mystery why it has been left untouched for 1900 years.  

7) If you are feeling cold, do look in at 'Britain's Heritage' fireplace centre.  It's on a street called Holy Bones, next to the Guru Nanak Gudwara (which also has a free museum.)  Next to this building are the offices of the Mablethope Children's Holiday Centre, where many of Leicester children go for free holidays to the seaside near Skegness.  Also near this building is an awesome underpass, worthy of Croydon.  A colleague of mine who grew up in Leicester told me that when that was built, the residents of Leicester knew for certain that they lived in a truly great city.

Wyggeston House
8)  Cross over the top of the underpass towards the city centre.  Apparently this recently appointed municipal car park will soon be dug up again, and turned into a tranquil square, to commemorate the Queen's diamond Jubilee.  The far end of the street is bordered by High Cross.  This street was once the main thoroughfare through Leicester.  Not so now, like an ox-bow lake, separated from the main flow. It is difficult to see Wyggeston House, left slumped to the right of the square, but it's worth a glimpse.  Next to it is the Guildhall and the Cathedral.  From here the new Shopping Centre, with it's gigantic Christmas aluminium covered turkey, lies between you and another oasis of green and history.  The Unitarian Meeting Hall is a fine old building.  The monuments to the great and good read like a Leicester street directory.


The county Rooms
9)  Cross over the road from the Cathedral grave yard to a back street I enjoy called New Street.  This street has a number of lawyers offices and is unassuming and old.  At Friar Lane turn right, past Greyfriars.  At Hotel Street, you can see the County Rooms.  These fine Georgian Assembly rooms haven't changed much, and still act as a focal point for high class fun.  Just outside, as if to note that some people have always slaved in this city, is the seamstress, and rather fine sculpture.  You can visit Leicester Market from here.

10) Leicester Market.  At about 11.00 am on a Saturday morning, you will see something on the market that is typical of Leicester. It is a genuine piece of the world, that you may have to spent £100's to see otherwise, here on our doorstep.  Chinese traders have set up an enterprising array of stalls, largely selling hot food to the Chinese students from the two universities.  There is not much written English here, so take pot luck, just like my aunt used to have to do when she took us out in Hong Kong as kids.

Leicester Town Hall (a city, since 1921)
11) Visit the Town Hall Square.  Leicester Town Hall is a find Victorian 1878 building built in a Flemish style, rather than Gothic, which I find refreshing.  See also the Methodist Church on the square, associated with John Wesley.  Left down Bishops Street, notice the fine, but now empty, Midlands bank building, with it's enormous art nouveau stain glass window.  Also the Turkey cafe, built in 1901.

12) Continue down Rutland Street to find the new 'Curve' (in Leicester we tend to drop the 'the', calling it simply 'Curve', as in "I'm just going toilet".)  'Curve', built in 2008, designed by Rafael Viñoly , may also join the international architecture books, but I not so sure.  It looks a bit like a cross between the Titanic and a radiator.
Turkey cafe

'Curve'
13)  Cut through St Stephen (Serbian Orthodox) church yard to The Leicester Mercury Building (Terminus for the Titanic?)  You are heading for London Road and back to Victoria Park. Two buildings to note.  One the Railway station.  What a great building.  Two, the Top Hat Terrace half way up the hill on the right, look round and up, and see the teardrop window.  Then down DeMontfort street to another St Stephen's church (Scottish Presbyterian).  Amazingly, this building was moved, stone by stone, from it's original site next to the train station.   

14)   Let's end at the New Walk Museum.



Have a rest on your route



Friday, 13 April 2012

On Power

We went to Stratford on Wednesday and saw the Tempest. Here are some of my thoughts arising from the play.


In The Tempest
Current day example
The Coup
Prospero is ‘over-throne’ by his brother. 


Any British general election; one set of megalomaniacs is replaced by another.
The Island Domain
Prospero is Lord over his rock in the ocean.

Any child who stamps on ants.
Falling in Love
Ferdinand becomes a slave to Prospero for the love of Miranda.  Miranda learns that she holds power over Ferdinand, but it is equal to the powerlessness she also feels.

Equality of true love; all powerful, but yet completely helpless.  The state of interdependent love.
Misplaced devotion
Calaban places his trust in Stephano, the king’s drunken butler.

Anyone who voted for the Liberal Democrats at the last election will know this feeling.
Power of influence
Prospero relinquishes absolute power, for power based on trust and influence.  We see his anxiety as he throws away his prop.

Good parents hold power over their children through little more than influence.

Monday, 9 April 2012

Thoughts of life without cancer

What happens to Theo's blog now that Hogkin and been smogkined?

In the west we divide into those who know they have cancer, and those who do not know.
In the east, many take one day at a time, and assume that it may be their last.
If they die, no one asks how they died, they just grieve.

Margaret's Aunt Elizabeth knows she has cancer, but doesn't know it's will.
A sore throat or sharp pain may be something; it may be nothing.

Today- I hear my neighbour working hard;  light, rhythmic sawing.
I imagine that he is constructing his wife's new pottery, which he is fitting in their cellar.

I feel the cold air coming from the kitchen window.   The sensation is tingling down my back.  I decide not to resist this, as it speaks of a damp Easter Monday.  Which is what it is.

Today, what is to be done?  I want my factious and exhausted family to enjoy being together, and simply be together.  Surely this is a challenging desire.

Striving to achieve this, can easily bring disappointment.
As with reaching out to catch a butterfly.
Straining, and grasping, I find it crushed it in my hand.
But with this moment of calm, I find that it comes closer; it may even land.

We are not alone.  The only way to know this it to experience it, to feel it, to put your hands in it.
Sometimes we can hold on to hope for long periods of time.  It grows more faint; less secure.

But hope is not based on this experience.  Experience is an aid to hope.
My hope is in the security of relationships.  As with all relationships, the core is desire.

When I die, I do not want them to lie, to use rosy words, or anything that would cause me to blush and squirm.  I want them to speak of desire.

Sunday, 8 April 2012

Three Statelys in a Week

View over Rydal Water

The preamble is a trip from Rydal, up Herons Pike (lunch), with a view over Grasmere, along the ridge to Great Rigg, and down (thighs still sore) to Grasmere.




Grasmere is famous for Andrew and Margaret visiting the gingerbread shop and buying and embarasingly large amount for consumption in a local cafe...where we also viewed this fine pair of Goosanders.

Stately One;  Holker Hall.  Like the queen, some aristocrats have numerous houses and too much stuff to fill them with.  In 1872, when a wing of Lord Cavendish's mansion burnt down, he rebuilt in on a grand scale.
His dad at Chatsworth had some spare junk to put in it, and the place was ready for royal visits. 
After the revolution ....(shut up Andrew.)


Here is a picture of Elizabeth shinning up a tree.

Sately Two; Levens Hall.  Not far from Elizabeth Bennett's minor stately, is this ancient topiary hot spot.



Unfortunately Elizabeth got her head stuck...

Spring flower (before winter set in the following day) were in abundance.  
Snakes Head Fritilery

Auntie Elizabeth wasn't feeling too great which was sad, but she was able to make a trip to the sea.

Stately Three; Buscot House.


Superboy saves the day- with a little help from his friends.



We celebrated Frances birthday on the 6th April in Wantage.  Here we found an egg growing Tree, or is it a tree growing eggs?  On Saturday we visited Buscot House, freshly cleaned for the new season.  

Burn-Jones- Sleeping Beauty

On tour from Xian

Lord Faringdon descending the steps of Buscot House - Sickert