This Last Afternoon Of November

David Chesworth, who understands the degrees of family relationships, and knows he is my second cousin once removed, this morning sent me his version of yesterday’s sunset that he named Le Dragon. I really do think I finished with the paperwork today as I emptied the second little cabinet that stood beside my desk, andContinue reading “This Last Afternoon Of November”

A Knight’s Tale (73: Mine Was Bent)

A fair was first held in Soho in 1883, and then intermittently, including a fair and market held in aid of the Soho Hospital for Women in 1939. When we lived in Horse and Dolphin Yard The Soho Festival as it was then, and is now, called had recently been reconstituted as an annual event organisedContinue reading “A Knight’s Tale (73: Mine Was Bent)”

Sunset Is For The Birds

This morning I emptied a small cabinet of drawers which stood beside my desk. Some of the contents needed shredding, some were binned, and some found homes in our new cupboards. I then tackled two public bodies who I can only reach on line. I won’t bore you with the details of these, save toContinue reading “Sunset Is For The Birds”

A Knight’s Tale (72: Upstaged)

The Tokyo Diner at the corner of Newport Street now occupies the site of the laundrette featuring in a television film, as far as I remember, about a search for accommodation by a young mother with two small children. Back in the 1970s I had been sitting in my local Soho launderette watching our washing circulating whenContinue reading “A Knight’s Tale (72: Upstaged)”

A Little Hot

The morning was spent completing the clearance of paperwork prompted by our refurbishment. The last to go was documentation from my Limited Company going back two decades. Two more general cabinets to be emptied and we will be done. This afternoon I published https://derrickjknight.com/2021/11/28/a-knights-tale-71-chinese-boxes/ Some of the illustrations to this were colour slides from theContinue reading “A Little Hot”

A Knight’s Tale (71: Chinese Boxes)

From our sitting room we could peer through two windows into a kitchen that appeared also to contain bunk beds. I photographed the scene in November 1976. Chopping of food took place all through the night.  This somewhat interfered with sleep.  In the early hours of one morning Jessica lost patience and rather politely called outContinue reading “A Knight’s Tale (71: Chinese Boxes)”

Last Hours Of The Day

While the overnight gale continued to rant, rave, and spatter our windows we spent the morning continuing the decluttering prompted by our domestic refurbishment. I made considerable headway in dispensing with decades of paperwork. Late this afternoon, when the wind and the rain desisted, we rewarded ourselves with a forest drive. At the corner ofContinue reading “Last Hours Of The Day”

A Knight’s Tale (70: Earning The Gratitude Of Neighbours)

On the outside of a shop on the corner of Shaftesbury Avenue and Macclefield Street, very close to our bedroom window, sat a burglar alarm constantly being set off by spiders and such.  Once activated it would not desist from ringing.  The police could never either trace a keyholder or get one to come outContinue reading “A Knight’s Tale (70: Earning The Gratitude Of Neighbours)”

Time For A Woodland Drive

Early this morning Richard and Al of Kitchen Makers visited to cut the bottom off the new inner door and return it to its position. They brought a trestle in order to measure and cut the door in the front garden. Before they put back the door, they carried the long case clock into theContinue reading “Time For A Woodland Drive”