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“No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other’s worth.”

Robert Southey

A little less than two weeks ago I wrote the following on the subject of how I felt about returning (for however brief a visit) to the land of my birth.

“A dear friend here in BC asked me the other day how I felt about going back to the country of my birth. I told him the truth: I am really not at all sure how I feel about it. I am certainly looking forward to seeing family, friends and acquaintances and it will be good to visit some of the old haunts again. Beyond that I currently feel somewhat ambivalent.”

Safe to say that I am now a whole bunch less ambivalent!

Since arriving in the UK just over a week ago I/we have been met with nothing but kindness, generosity, enthusiasm and love. It has been a real joy to revisit old friendships and acquaintances and to rekindle relationships that have been dormant for years or even decades. The whole trip has thus far been an incredibly positive experience.

That said it seems invidious to single out any particular one of these joyful (and I make no apology for the repeated use of that word) experiences – but I do have to make mention of the heart-warming gathering that took place on the first Sunday that I was back in the UK.

Shortly before leaving for Canada four years ago I passed a delightful afternoon in the company of some old musician friends of mine – none of whom I had seen for some considerable time – chewing the fat about the old days in which we had played in a band together and about the theatrical works with which we had been involved.

With this visit to the old country in the offing I once again contacted my guitarist friend and suggested that it would be good to repeat that experience. What he actually did – whilst keeping from me all but the broadest hints – was to arrange a full-scale re-union of all of the old band members and a good number of those who belonged to the youth theatre with which we then worked.

Any fears that I might have had about being able to recognise those whom I had not seen for forty years – some of whom were then only in their late teens – vanished just as soon as I walked in. I was far from alone in showing my delight at seeing again those with whom we had enjoyed such formative experiences all those years ago. The afternoon was quite, quite magical and none of us really wanted to leave at the end of it. The subsequent outpouring of gratitude on email by all concerned clearly illustrated just how much the re-union – and the adventures some four decades back that we were celebrating – had meant to us.

A lovely, lovely occasion – and one which I will never forget.

A heartfelt thank you to all concerned.

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…surprised me on my arrival back in the UK for the first time since leaving the country for British Columbia nearly four years ago…

The first was that on landing, coming through customs and leaving the airport I had the strangest sensation that I was entering a foreign country. I can’t quite put my finger on what it was that made it feel that way, but it undoubtedly did so.

Now – a day and a half later – the feeling has diminished somewhat but I still find myself experiencing the sensation of being a little disconnected from everything I see about me.

The second oddity is quite the opposite. I had been rather concerned that, having driven only in Canada for the past four years, I would find it difficult to deal with a right hand drive car on the ‘wrong’ side of the road. This would have been made worse by the fact that I had hired a manual (stick) vehicle as opposed to the automatics that I have been driving for the past four years. That I had immediately to set out on that bear-pit of a road – the M25 ( the London orbital motorway) did not help at all.

In the event – and for reasons I need not go into here – the vehicle was upgraded to a better model, one with a hybrid transmission (to all intents and purposes an automatic).

Further – and to my surprise – it felt as though I had never been away and driving on the left felt entirely natural. In the last couple of days I have driven into London twice but not yet felt out of my depth once. Fingers crossed (and wood touched) that this state of affairs continues.

The visit is already massively busy – but at the same time really rather lovely (with the sorry exception of badly missing The Girl!) and everyone is being most kind and massively generous.

My heartfelt gratitude to all…

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Photo by The Lazy Artist Gallery from Pexels“Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.”

Jack Kerouac

The Kickass Canada Girl and I have been most fortunate in that during our time together (not far short of a decade and a half now) we have been able to travel both widely and well. We might not have ventured to quite such far-off and exotic places as have other friends of ours, but we have derived nonetheless a great deal of pleasure – joy even – from our joint excursions.

It probably goes without saying that foremost amongst those trips were our Atlantic crossings to Canada. We visited in 2006 (my introduction to both the country and to British Columbia) and 2008. We were back in the summer of 2010 to get married (whoopee!) and again in the spring of 2011 for less happy reasons. Those who have followed this blog throughout will recall that The Girl came to Victoria early in 2012 for a job. In the ten months that she was here and I was still in England we both traversed the ocean several times to see each other before her return to the UK in the November of that year.

Finally we visited at Christmas time in 2013 with the additional pleasure of celebrating my sixtieth birthday at the Wickanninish Inn on Chesterman Beach outside Tofino.

I say ‘finally’, but of course our real final crossing – to date – was in July of 2015 when we moved with all of our goods and chattels from the UK to Vancouver Island.

In the nearly four years since that momentous event we have not ventured in the direction of the United Kingdom or Europe… until now! (For those who have not been following these scribblings – I leave for the UK in two days time).

A dear friend here in BC asked me the other day how I felt about going back to the country of my birth. I told him the truth: I am really not at all sure how I feel about it. I am certainly looking forward to seeing family, friends and acquaintances and it will be good to visit some of the old haunts again. Beyond that I currently feel somewhat ambivalent – a feeling most likely re-enforced by the current political chaos there. I will just have to be prepared for any eventuality and I will – of course – document the experience in full in this journal.

Even more pertinently, perhaps, the friend asked me how I thought I would feel when – after nearly a month away – I returned to Victoria in June. I told him what I expected to feel. We will just have to wait to see how accurate is that expectation.

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Image from PixabayThe transitory nature of human existence is a familiar enough concept in all of its many guises (as a metaphysical notion – as a motivation to live a better life – as an unwanted burden – as a drive to spirituality) that we are all – in one way or another – already well versed in its contemplation and consideration.

Though we may tend in later years to an unexpected and (for some) unwelcome conservatism we more or less accept that all things must change – that decay and decline are inevitable – that entropy is the norm and that the steady churn of the seasons inevitably involves death and loss, if only so that things might be reborn once again come springtime.

Most of us wish, to be sure, to be able to get through our lives with the bare minimum of grieving (certainly of the kind that should just never happen, such as parents burying their children) whilst at the same time rather admiring the fact that we have acquired such an effective mechanism for ensuring survival and sustainability. If we were dishonest enough with ourselves to take any credit for this evolutionary strategy we might even feel rather smug about it. Though the shocks that accompany such major life events are always unwelcome (even should such a loss be anticipated) we, are at the end of the day, quite accomplished at dealing therewith.

There are – however – some occurrences of destruction, disaster and loss that render us speechless; a shock to the system that is felt almost viscerally. Such was the feeling I had the other day at the spectacle of the Notre Dame burning in Paris; watching the steeple come cascading down in a torrent of fire. Was this – the destruction of something that we had all unthinkingly believed to be eternal, permanent – not shock enough to shake our firmly held convictions to the core. I found myself unable to think clearly for some time.

A day later we can finally stop holding our breath with the news that it looks as though the structure of the cathedral itself is largely intact, protected in the greater part by the vault itself and, of course, by the heroic efforts of the Parisian Sapeurs/Pompiers. Had the wooden structures in the west towers – those that carry the enormous bells – caught light the story might have ended differently.

We know – not just from the pronouncements of Monsieur Macron – but also from past experiences at York Minster, Windsor Castle and Hampton Court Palace that the Notre Dame will be rebuilt. One might question the dedication of the requisite vast sums of money to such a cause; I for one would make the case in favour thereof…

…but that should in any case wait until another day.

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Image from Pixabay“The hardest thing to do is dig deep and be patient about the things you’re going to learn month to month and quarter to quarter.”

Christina Tosi

It seems perhaps a little superfluous to link back to my last post – the first part of this quick catch up of where we are a quarter of the way through 2019 – but I am ever one for completeness.

My original ‘things to come in 2019‘ post back in January made reference to two other items on the agenda for this busy year.

The first of these is my intention to mount a dramatic production at the Intrepid Theatre Club in October. It is – of course – still early day in this regard but progress is being made. My script has again been rewritten (I have lost track of the number of rewrites now, but it is at least five or six) and a website established. I have also started looking for interest from potential actors. Given that I am to be out of the country soon for nearly a month I thought it best to get ahead of the curve. Initial details of the piece concerned can be found here and of course more will be added as we proceed.

The other exciting new development for me personally concerns the wonderful world of music. My January post included the following observation:

“There will surely also be more music to be made this year. 2018 was particularly creative in this regard so I have high hopes.”

This somewhat cryptic allusion (barely) conceals a most interesting development on the music-making front. I had decided last summer that I was not going to be able to progress further in my endeavours unless I had could find a co-conspirator with whom to collaborate. Specifically – I had pushed my humble voice as far as it would go and needed to find a proper vocalist with whom to work.

The process of so doing involved asking certain well placed friends and acquaintances for recommendations and then undergoing a period of testing the waters through trial projects in the hope of meeting a like mind. I said and wrote nothing of this at the time for fear of jinxing the whole project.

Well – the good news is that I seem to have found someone and we are busy writing and recording music. The lady concerned has the voice of an angel and we seem to have found musical common ground. Not only are we both most impressed with the results of our initial efforts, but the whole thing has spurred me on to write new songs at a previously unheard of rate.

The next step is to establish an online presence so that others can access the results. More on this in due course.

All most exciting!

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Image by <a href="https://pixabay.com/users/StevenGiacomelli-2218761/?utm_source=link-attribution&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_campaign=image&amp;utm_content=1263821">Steven Giacomelli</a> from <a href="https://pixabay.com/?utm_source=link-attribution&amp;utm_medium=referral&amp;utm_campaign=image&amp;utm_content=1263821">Pixabay</a>“The hardest thing to do is dig deep and be patient about the things you’re going to learn month to month and quarter to quarter.”

Christina Tosi

Holy Moley! A quarter of the year gone already! It seems no time at all since I was writing this post looking forward to all the things that we are aiming to get done in 2019. I thought I should take advantage of the fact that we have just slipped with relatively little fuss into April to review progress thus far.

So – how’s it going?

Well – The Girl went to Mexico (though that seems like an awfully long time ago now) and I am just entering into the last week of a fourteen week teaching term. I know that I only do two days a week (though I have also been doing a bit of project supervision work on the side) but it still feels to have been pretty full on. I guess that is in part because it has been winter, which always feels like harder work.

Planning for our Grand Tour of the UK and the Greek Islands in May and June proceeds apace. Having not been in Europe for four years – and having little likelihood of returning in the short term – we are naturally determined to see everyone and do everything. Fortunately all are being most kind and most accommodating but creating a workable schedule is – as Oldest Friend remarked – a bit like juggling cats! Still – we now have a seriously intense – and fun – looking itinerary and there is no question that we will have had our money’s worth by the time that we return.

This very weekend has seen The Girl finish the course about which I wrote in the above post. She has already been seeing clients for some months now – enough to prove to herself beyond all doubt that she has made the right choice of direction – and once we are back from beyond she will start ramping things up in a serious manner. She already has a splendid new logo for her business – courtesy of a very talented designer friend – and I will next need to step up to help create a website for her.

This venture is all very exciting for us both and I am as proud of and for her as can be – and also as pleased as Punch about this new direction!

Oh – and there is more to say… so another post will be in order in a day or so.

Can’t wait!

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Nobody told me there’d be days like these
Strange days indeed
Strange days indeed

John Lennon

How odd!

I sat down to compose a brief post in bewildered acknowledgement of the bizarre period through which we find ourselves living and quite naturally the hook line of John Lennon’s song came at once to mind. These are indeed ‘strange days’.

In the back of my mind, however, was the notion that I had already used this phrase as a title to a previous post. The WordPress search tool makes short work of such trivial tasks and sure enough there was a post entitled “Strange Days Indeed” – almost exactly seven years ago to the day!

Spooky!

There must be something about the dying days of March…

On the subject of the UK and Brexit there is little more that can currently be said – and indeed there would be little point in so doing, since as soon as something is set down in type it is outdated and redundant. All that need be said is that the UK is now apparently not leaving the EU on the 29th March – though that may yet happen on April 12th or May 22nd… and indeed just about anything else could still happen. All we can hope is that when whatever it is that does finally happen – actually happens – we do get to know that it has done so.

In the US there is much wailing and gnashing of teeth (on the Democratic side of the fence) that the Mueller report failed to find a smoking gun with regard to collusion between the 2016 Trump campaign and the Russians. This is not so much because of the outcome – frankly no-one really expected that the Orange one would actually get caught – but more that there are now endless opportunities for him to rub everybody else’s noses in it – which he will! What a loathsome prospect.

Here in Canada the picturesque PM, Justin Trudeau, seems determined to do that thing that ‘too good to be true’ leaders always end up doing (unless they are assassinated first) – which is to let down everyone who hoped for a different and better brand of politics. The affair of SNC-Lava-Lamp (as satirical TV show ’22 Minutes’ has it) rumbles on and though the Liberals are currently playing a Harper-like straight bat we are all well aware that it is federal election year, so this ain’t gonna go away anytime soon.

Sadly these vexations are but a mere scratch on the surface when one starts to look further around this poor afflicted planet.

Deepest sigh! What is the world coming to?

Strange days indeed!

 

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Alpha Stock Images - http://alphastockimages.com/ I am going to do something that I should probably not do – something that I have largely avoided doing over the past couple of years. However – times are critical and needs must!

It is part of our wonderful human nature that we – from time to time – make bad decisions or bad choices. Sometimes these decisions affect other people to their – and to our – detriment.

Making a bad decision does not make one a bad – nor a stupid – person. Sometimes we are big enough to acknowledge when we have made a mistake. Other times we rigidly refuse to do so regardless of the outcome. It matters not, however, whether we are in denial or not – a bad decision remains a bad decision regardless of whether we accept the fact or not.

Further – the fact that a bad decision may have been taken by a very large number of people – maybe even by a majority of those who had a say in it – still does not alter that fact that it is a bad decision!

There is a reason why in the United Kingdom and in Canada we have representative democracies rather than direct democracies. It is characteristic of representative democracy is that while the representatives are elected by the people to act in the people’s interest, they retain the freedom to exercise their own judgement as how best so to do – with the express purpose of protecting the nation and its people against choices that may be self-harming.

The use of referenda in such democracies is a very dangerous practice and enormous care should be exercised whenever such a prospect is raised. There is a good reason, for example, why there has never been a referendum in the UK or Canada in favour of capital punishment.

The resolution to leave the European Union was a bad decision; the suggestion that we should leave without a deal is a far, far worse one. Virtually nobody who will have to operate under such an outcome thinks that to do so would be a good idea. Neither business nor workers do – pace today’s joint call by the CBI and the TUC. Scientists, academics, economists, healthcare providers and on and on… no-one does. The Europeans don’t. Our parliament as a body does not. Polls (as unreliable as they are) show that a considerable majority of the population does not.

The only group that positively pushes the idea of a ‘no-deal Brexit’ is that hard core of right-wing free marketeers who see opportunities for themselves and their like to profit from the carnage, much in the way that spivs and profiteers do in times of conflict or war. Should one have any doubts at all as to the likelihood that these people truly have the good of the nation at heart one only need look at who they are and at how they have acted over the past three years and more.

They are not on the side of ordinary people!

In spite of everything, however, the country is slowly sliding towards a hard exit and time is running out. Protestations that all we have to do is to believe in ourselves and that all will turn out alright in the long run are hopelessly naive (or downright mendacious!). There has been some revisionist thought in recent years that the appalling decisions taken in 1914 which led Europe to sleep-walk into the Great War have been somehow vindicated by later outcomes. No-one with any awareness or compassion believes this for a moment – and there is a very real chance that in years to come a decision to crash out of the European Union without a deal would come to be regarded in the same light.

I urge those who are able to consider doing the following two things:

Sign the petition to revoke Article 50.

Take part in the march on Saturday 23rd in support a final say.

Before it is too late!

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It seems odd to be able to argue that the European ‘Six Nations’ rugby tournament is one of the biggest sporting events in the world.

How can that possibly be true given that rugby is, in worldwide terms, still a minority sport – that its leading exponents (arguably) play in the southern hemisphere and thus do not compete in the competition – and that unlike many other sporting events the component parts of the UK play (passionately!) as separate teams.

Now – it is true that, according to EUFA figures published last year, the average match attendance table for world events was topped by the following:

Best-attended sports events
Event Average attendance per match
Six Nations 72,000
NFL (American football) 64,800
Fifa World Cup (football) 53,592
Rugby World Cup (rugby union) 51,621
Source: Uefa’s European Club Footballing Landscape report

 

…but bear in mind that some of the keenest (not to mention most keenly followed) and most intense fixtures take place between small Celtic nations on the fringe of the continent and that doubts must thus be sewn in any minds rash enough to try to argue the case.

But then – every once in a while a match takes place which leaves one in total awe that any such endeavours are possible on the sporting field – and all bets are off!

I refer, in this instance, to last Saturday’s Calcutta Cup fixture between the ‘auld enemies’ – England and Scotland.

Now – Scotland have had a dreadful run in this year’s championship (due in no small part to a debilitating injury list) and – though they enjoyed a mixed season – the English had looked unstoppable in parts. It was no surprise therefore that they ran in their first try within about a minute and showed no sign of stopping thereafter. Aided by some truly dreadful Scottish defence the English approached half time some 31 points to the good.

When the Scot’s hooker (and captain) Stuart McInally charged down an English kick ten metres inside the Scottish half and miraculously held off the attentions of England speedster Johnny May long enough to get over the line – it looked like a consolation try. England duly jogged out after half-time confidently expecting to complete the job and to rack up a ‘cricket score’ in the process.

What transpired was rather different…

The Scots – with nothing to lose – suddenly re-discovered their mojo. The English – on the other hand – fell apart. Scotland ran in four further unanswered tries and by the sixty minute mark the scores were level. Then – with about ten minutes to go – the mercurial Scottish fly half, Finn Russell (man of the match) released centre Sam Johnson with a sweet delayed pass a little beyond the halfway line. Johnson beat two defenders with one extraordinary step off his left foot and reached the line with two further Englishmen hanging off him. Nothing was going to stop him diving over to score what looked for all the world like the winning try.

This being Scotland, however, you will hardly need me to tell you that after an extended period of pressure and deep into added-time George Ford crossed the line for England to tie the game… 38 – 38. The scoring had been symmetrical: the first half went to the English 31 – 7… the second to the Scots by an identical total.

I have been following Scotland for a long time – as I have the Five/Six Nations – but I don’t think I have ever seen such an extraordinary turnaround, or a more bizarre – but fascinating – match…

…and since the Scots triumphed last year in Edinburgh they now get to hang on to the Calcutta Cup for another year.

Pure dead brilliant!!

PS – congratulations to the Welsh for their Grand Slam. Can’t argue with that!

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…but I’m all better nooooooooooooooooow!!

Photo by Andy Dawson Reid

Fnar, fnar! What is it they say about the old ones?

The media and the InterWebNet were this evening awash with tales of those hoping to catch a glimpse of the Super Blood Wolf Moon eclipse having to brave the freezing elements, waiting in vain for gaps in the clouds or having to rouse themselves at unsociable hours of the night so to do.

We just looked out of our windows at about 7:00 in the evening and there it was – sailing across a perfectly clear sky!

Sickening – isn’t it?

 

PS – I’d love to know how flat-earthers explain away this (or any) sort of eclipse. On second thoughts – no I wouldn’t!

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