We are home in Edinburgh again. It is quite nice being at home. And Jem made a big effort to be in Edinburgh to meet us off the flight from Kaunas. Which was great. He is not long back from running the Frankfurt Marathon. See below. Susie was a bit nervous in advance about theContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 165”
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Susie was being picked up for her op at 8.35am. She was on a strict fast and looked enviously at my cup of tea. Which left me to have a shower and go down to the breakfast room in the basement. Where I talked to my neighbours from Anglesey. And supplemented my scrambled egg andContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 164”
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David very kindly took us to the airport in Edinburgh. Where we benefitted from passenger assistance. One of the pushers told us about his hip replacement experience in Kirkcaldy. The flight was uneventful. We arrived here in the dark, I moved my watch forward two hours to Eastern European time, and we were met atContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 163”
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Autumn is here Late windfall apples and leaves are down in the garden. It gets light later and dark earlier. And we are constantly tempted to override the heating soon after lunch. The fragile peace in Gaza is still holding. Thank God ! A reproach to people like me that doubted whether anything good couldContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 162”
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I’m ambivalent about mountains. On the one hand I’m very acrophobic around bridges, high buildings, and mountain roads: as a child I baulked at going up the Monument in London, more recently I used to be nervous about driving across the Forth Road Bridge, and driving over the Viaduct de Millau is the stuff ofContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 150”
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Susie and I were married on Saturday, January 11th, 1975. It seems a long time ago. I had just started working in Paris for Oxford University Press, and had travelled up from London on the train the previous day. Susie had given up teaching in Oxford the previous summer, and had been living at homeContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 142”
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Back to Maredsous Maredsous is a Benedictine abbey in Wallonia, in southern Belgium. It was founded as a priory in 1872 on the initiative of Beuron Abbey, a major Benedictine house in Germany, and was raised to the status of an abbey by Pope Leo XIII in 1878. Since 1926 the abbey has been awardedContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 136”
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Down in Wycombe “You’re a lovely old man”, the girl at the check-in desk said to me. I’m not sure if it was a compliment. This was at Heathrow on the return journey. Of which more below. We are just back from ten days down in Wycombe. Craig was away for a week walking theContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 135”
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I have always thought of France as a sovereign nation; a centralised country that occupies an easily identifiable chunk of western Europe; a country that was our ally in the two world wars of the twentieth century; a country that has a proud record in rugby’s Six Nations, and which won the football World CupContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 134”
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2B or not 2B ? We got home from Chantilly, but only just. Air France asked us to check in the day before we left, and download our boarding passes. Their website told us to scan our passports and a QR code. Which I couldn’t do. I am old enough to think that scanning isContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 118”
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