Celebrating him!

Funny, Clever and Brave...
Irreverent, Naughty and Rather Kind...
Loved and missed
Laughter is good. We all know that.

Knowing how to make people laugh and forget sweating the tedious small stuff for a little while is better yet!
It brings a kind of relaxation to the face -
and spirit!
Rob could do that...

Sunday, 21 May 2017

Still...

Seven years on.

Still pressing on?  ✅

Still thinking to you every day? ✅

Still seeing the bigger picture at all times? ✅



Rosa 'Zephirine Drouhin' flowering her heart out here at home ❤️

Monday, 2 January 2017

Perspective

Today would have been your 53rd birthday. It is the brightest sunniest morning, still and full of bird-song. And for me, at this moment, I am thinking of what a grand thing it is to be well-past 50. Oh, the relief! No more struggling uphill wondering who I am and where I am going. Nope. It’s all gently downhill now and into the valley. It’s a time of self-knowledge and assurance.

I have lost many friends whom I loved or liked since you died. Your death was the beginning of a wave. And yet, the more losses that come, the bigger the perspective I gain plus, oddly, the more calm….

 I’m fast running out of words. So over now to that great scientist and philosopher Carl Sagan:

 "Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam. 

 The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. 

Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand. It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.” 

Carl Sagan: Pale Blue Dot - A Vision of the Human Future in Space




Saturday, 21 May 2016



Six years on. And so much has happened, so much has changed. The garden for example has gone from nil to overflowing!

All the same - plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose. I miss you. Pressing on -

Saturday, 2 January 2016

A sunrise, a memory and a song on the radio that somehow says all the right words

Thursday, 21 May 2015

Five Years On

Never forgotten. Always remembered. Today and All Days.