I recently read Father and Son by the writer and poet Edmund Gosse. This ‘memoir’ was written in 1907 and subtitled ‘a study of two temperaments.’ I was reminded of … Continue reading Told with an evident truth as unflinching as it is tender
I was late, 6 minutes, 26 seconds late [to be exact] still you smiled. The statue did not matter. It was the meeting, your eyes, that smile.
Filmed in Bridge of Allan Credits: [1] Days of the Bagnold Summer [2] REVIVAL by Aldous Harding
This wonderful photograph of a Chestnut tree in the South Downs featured in the Scotsman, 16 February 2021. I have superimposed onto this image the words of Kathleen Jamie from … Continue reading something already in the past