A Robotic Swivel

At New Milton station, where Jackie delivered me on this bright, cold, morning for the London train, the strong sun silhouetted travellers crossing the bridge linking the two platforms. Norman and I changed our venue today. We lunched at The Archduke on Concert Hall Approach Road opposite Waterloo Station. I had not been there since, whenContinue reading “A Robotic Swivel”

Losing Control

12th July 2014 I began the day by posting yesterday’s entry. This afternoon Jackie drove me to New Milton where I boarded the train to Waterloo for a trip to Shampers, Simon Pearson’s wine bar in Kingly Street, where Michael was holding his second 50th birthday celebration. To walk my normal route to Green Park,Continue reading “Losing Control”

Latin Gave Me Up

Although not having got round its baffle, the crow is back trampling the petunias on the chimney pot. The squirrel, on the other hand, earned a meal this morning. It made a successful launch from the eucalyptus, crash landed on top of the corvine baffle, slipped underneath it, and scoffed away. Given that the rodent hasContinue reading “Latin Gave Me Up”

The Hat

We had a remarkably smooth drive to Southampton Parkway where Jackie delivered me for the Waterloo train this morning.  The weather was unseasonably mild and the transport on time. From Waterloo I walked the St James’s Park route to Green Park, and took the Jubilee Line tube to Neasden for lunch with Norman. Stealing CharlieContinue reading “The Hat”

‘If It’s Worth A Photograph……’

Today’s advent picture is similar to the first, but has a different coloured central star.  This seems to me to offer far more variation than one would see today.  It is worthy of note that there are very few pedestrians admiring the window display and the vehicles on Regent Street in December 1963 are allContinue reading “‘If It’s Worth A Photograph……’”

A Double Six

Our High Streets are dying.  Those in the smaller towns seem to have more Charity Shops than any other single outlet.  Even Bournemouth’s Castlepoint yesterday failed to produce a particular present about which I must, at the moment, be discreet, for fear of the intended recipient sussing. Before Jackie drove me to Southampton Parkway forContinue reading “A Double Six”

Back To The Akash

18.7.13 For the third heat-wave day in succession, Jackie drove me to and from Southampton for a London trip.  First port of call was Carol’s, to whose home I struggled over Westminster Bridge and down Victoria Street.  This time it was mid-afternoon in 30+ degrees. The international teeming throng offered neither let-up nor pavement space.Continue reading “Back To The Akash”

The Abdication

Jackie drove me to and from Southampton for my trip to London to visit first Norman, then Carol. I chose the Golden Jubilee Bridge route to walk to Green Park. The South Bank living sculpture I had photographed on 18th June had, as usual, caught the eye of another lens wielder. Making my way toContinue reading “The Abdication”

Alex Schneideman

On another oppressively humid overcast day Jackie drove me to Southampton whence I had an uneventful journey to Waterloo.  From there, along, it seemed, with the rest of the world, I walked across Golden Jubilee Bridge which runs parallel with an older railway one; past Charing Cross; through Trafalgar Square; along Pall Mall; up HaymarketContinue reading “Alex Schneideman”

A Different Mother Each Day

After Jackie delivered me to Southampton Parkway for my trip to visit Norman, my train journey was almost uneventful.  No doubt taking the Quiet zone notices literally, a taciturn young man opposite me, sporting an attenuated Mohican that had recently been mown, said nothing and did not take his eyes off the screen of hisContinue reading “A Different Mother Each Day”