Friday 2 April

Good Friday: the beginning of a four day break. The weather has turned immediately much colder, with a north east wind. But at least it was sunny this afternoon. I visited my goddaughter and family, her eldest child was 8 today. We went to a wonderful playground at Kidbrooke village.

Now in my mind Kidbrooke was an area of great deprivation, with rough old schools. I read that the Ferrier Estate, built in 1968 was one of the worst places of social deprivation. It was demolished in 2012, and Kidbrooke Village developed. It is apparently a 20 year plan to build 4,000 homes of various types, and what has been completed so far is very attractive, with 15,000 trees planted and plenty of open space, water features, and playgrounds. It looks very promising.

As I drove back, I heard one of the government admonitions, about minimising travel. “Walk or cycle if you can, use public transport at off peak times, always wearing a mask………etc etc” as I saw hundreds of cars thundering past, to Greenwich, Blackheath. As vaccinations increase and case numbers fall, I do not think people are going to take kindly to being told they should stay at home. I finally decided that we should try to book a holiday in the summer. I thought rural Shropshire would be good, not too far, quiet, not massively popular………well, I was lucky to get a booking. The dates I originally put in had gone by the time I had finished discussing the option with Rod. The moral of the story is, if you are thinking of going somewhere in the UK in the summer months, book immediately.

I stopped briefly at Waitrose and overheard one of those classic comments much parodied in “Private Eye.” To a child misbehaving in the car park: “No, Savannah, don’t do that.” Yikes, who calls their child Savannah? The comment in Private Eye which comes to mind, is the mother with her two little boys: “Now Tristan, Sebastian, I think we need more Parmesan for the country house.”

I have been thinking about The Third Man film today. I love the fact they all wore hats. It’s amazing that Orson Welles does not appear till about half an hour before the end, and really has only 3 cameo scenes, and yet he made his name rather than Joseph Cotten. I noticed this time that he walks under a ladder right at the beginning: a lot of symbolism which I have missed before. I also thought about the hospital scene: in a modern film you would see the sick children. Here you just saw the nuns bending over the cots, and the horrified look on Joseph Cotten’s face. Much more compelling. Black and white photography is ace too: I am beginning to sound more and more like my parents.

A melody which is the bane of every harp player’s life, as every bride seems to want it, but here played on original instruments.

6 thoughts on “Friday 2 April

  1. We heard today that friends of friends who last week drove from Reigate to Wisley were questioned by police in the Wisley car park, and fined £200 for travelling too far..

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  2. This is very good. Please if you get time send me some songs on my WhatsApp. It’s long since I listened to your songs.

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  3. I laughed out loud at your comment on the name Savannah. We have many Savannahs here, especially in the South, and think it is a beautiful name. One of our loveliest cities is Savannah, Georgia. I am reminded of the quote from George Bernard Shaw, “ . . . Two countries divided by a common language.”

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