More Random Ruminations
I was threading up my loom this morning, getting ready to weave my Complex Weavers Collapse, Pleat and Bump Study Group samples for our annual sample exchange, and I was listening to a performance of Tchaikovsky's Symphony No 5 performed by the Polish National Radio...
Kuwait Impressions
Welcome to part 2 of my photos of Kuwait. I was only there for a few days, and a few of the museums Patricia and I went to visit were shut. The one I'm really sorry about was the Tareq Rajab Museum. If I ever get back to Kuwait, which I sincerely hope I will, then...
Kuwait images
At long last, I have now managed to get images uploaded, thanks to my website folks!! Yay!! I still have some teething problems as I can't seem to put more than one image up in one row, so sorry about this. I'll have to do several posts to show you what's what. ...
Update on Kuwait, and other things
I was hoping to have got some great images of my trip to Kuwait online by now, but I am having problems uploading images to Wordpress, so whilst my website people (doesn't that sound posh?!!) are getting back to me (hopefully with a solution), I thought I would put...
Kuwait visit
I am sitting in my hotel room overlooking the bay towards the old Kuwait City. Through the heat haze and the dust raised by the building works in the city, mingled with the higher dust raised by troops in the desert, I can see the murky outlines of some stunning high...
Take Three
I've written this blog several times now. The first time round I was reflecting on Christmas, then I decided that what I'd written was probably too controversial! The second time, I was talking about change but felt that was also too provocative! (Ironic, isn't...
The Art of Seeing Colour
Just recently, I woke up and looked out of the bedroom window onto a beautiful morning – low winter sun shining on the willow tree forming a tracery of orange against the clear blue sky.... Orange?! Look again – yes! Orange! Bright, vivid, ineffably orange. Orange...
Eva – the simple life
This week my thoughts turned to a wonderful lady I knew as a child. Until I was 10, we lived in a small, quiet, backwater village in Kent, in the middle of the hop-gardens and apple orchards of The Garden of England. One of the village characters, although one of...
Amended December Blues
Sorry to republish this, but I was asked by Dusan from Arahne to make it clear that Arahne did not charge for my phone calls, but that I was referring to my telecoms provider. I am more than happy to clarify that, with my apologies if anyone read it that way. I also...