Shareefa Energy – ‘Reasoning With Self’ - Review
A few months ago the BBC offered a profile of new emerging female poets, ‘Women Who Spit’. Watching the short films by Jemima Foxtrot, Cecilia Knapp and Deanna Rodger, I noted with great relief that the art of poetry is alive and well. I have always been fascinated by the medium. The ability to express intricate thoughts and feelings in a few lines of words. It is the most empowering process. And empowerment through self-expression… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on July 25, 2015 at 22:41 —
I always like to make a fuss of my Jean on her birthday so today I treated her to dinner at Dans Le Noir in Clerkenwell Green. The clue to this posting lies in the restaurant's name; when you eat you are, quite literally, in the dark.
Because Dans Le Noir is a blind restaurant. As well as providing some great food, it is a place with a purpose. It gives customers a chance to confront head on one of our greatest fears, that of losing our sight.
Upon arrival, we were asked… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 30, 2009 at 22:30 —
Our day began with breakfast, followed by the task of cleaning numerous bowel evacuations from various birds off the roof of the car. "A charming way to start your day", you might think, but you have to bear in mind one thing - we were staying at the Hermitage Bed and Breakfast in Totland, Isle of Wight.
David and Jane Blake's establishment is an absolute peach of a find. In fact, to refer to it as their establishment is doing them a disservice. What I should really say is that it is… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 27, 2009 at 22:30 —
Our Thirteenth Day
The fine weather conditions remained so we had a shore day. We had rather a long diary to write but we wrote it with a will. We then went to the Ingersley bathing hut and spent a wonderful morning swimming, sunbathing and sandbuilding.
The afternoon was spent again on the shore, after having brought presents to take home.
We had a lovely shore picnic. Mr Johnson kindly provided bread and butter, jam and cakes and we all had a… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 27, 2009 at 10:30 —
We left the car behind today and took the coastal footpath to Alum Bay. The route took us over Headon Warren, an open heathland once used as a warren, where rabbits were farmed for food and fur. Before then, around 5,000 years ago, the resident Neolithic people deforested the area and used it as grazing land for their cattle. Now, the area is still the domain of the rabbit; although we never actually saw any (all probably hiding from the dogs that were being walked on this gloriously sunny… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 26, 2009 at 23:00 —
Our Eleventh Day
We commenced the day with diary writing but by 10.00am we were on our way to Osborne House in a motorcoach. On our way we stopped at Whippingham Church where we saw a most beautiful reredo (a screen or decoration behind the altar in a church, usually depicting religious iconography or images), Queen Victoria’s blue chair and the window with a figure of Elizabeth.
At Osborne House, a guide showed us round the wonderful Durbar Room which… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 26, 2009 at 10:30 —
Our gamble with a British holiday in late September has paid off. Another glorious day on the Isle of Wight.
We hit the road early and took the Newport-bound B3399 to Calbourne and the charmingly named Winkle Street. The B3399 is part of the Needles to Newport road system dissecting the island from West to East. We barely saw another car as we tore our way through the Island's heartland.
Winkle Street is a little gem of a scene. A row of quaint cottages nestled alongside a… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 25, 2009 at 22:00 —
Our Eighth Day
As the morning was fine we took an advantage it to go to St Boniface Down. We started very early, walked by the old Church and turned off on to the Downs following the Bridal Path to Wroxall Downs. We found out by experiment with the thermometer that “altitude effects temperature.” We went on climbing the Down until we got to practically the highest point. Here we noticed our direction and could clearly see the coastal plain. We descended the… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 25, 2009 at 11:00 —
What a pleasure to wake up to glorious sunshine and the promise of it remaining that way for the day! We were breakfasted and out on time and a perfect day was on the cards. We drove from Totland, southwards on the coastal road taking in Compton Bay, Brightstone Bay, Chale Bay and Niton, We paused for photos and to admire the views before heading north to Godshill. Leaving the main roads and heading up the back roadss to Godshill was like slowly going back in time, and arriving in Godshill was… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 24, 2009 at 23:21 —
Our Fifth Day
We began our day by recalling the experiences of yesterday, and entering them in our diaries. This was followed by a visit to the beach, where we donned our costumes. Mrs Chapman took a squad for drill, while Miss Ellis took dancing. We then had our second swimming lesson and quite a few girls learnt to float. On our way to the road we meet Mr Johnson and his party of boys from Crowland Road School. They had to walk in from Niton where they were… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 24, 2009 at 10:00 —
They say it's a small world. This morning, over breakfast, this assumption was put to the test. We bumped into Rob, an old work colleague of mine. Small world? Well, I guess. Two people who shared a workplace for a few years ten years ago; never really knew each other but had a few mutual friends; who live only a few miles away from each other now find themselves in the position where they have come to a bed and breakfast on the westerly tip of the Isle of Wight for the right to share in an… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 23, 2009 at 22:26 —
Our Third Day
We spent the morning in walking to Culver Cliff – partly by the Cliff Road and partly by the sea shore. We passed through Sandown and saw Brading nestling in a gap.
Scarlet Pimpernel had its weather eye open and the promise of a fine day was fulfilled. The afternoon was spent in writing letters, after which to our regret, Miss Smith left us to return to Tottenham.
Mr Johnson kindly provided us with a picnic tea in the garden,… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 23, 2009 at 10:00 —
Our first act this morning was to spread both a little joy and a little pain. Jean drove the car from the garage around to the front of the flat and as we loaded the car with our bags, she told me how the men who were currently laying tarmac in the street had proven themselves immovable as she was attempting to negotiate herself around some of their bags and equipment that lay strewn in the road. She said they half-heartedly moved some stuff to allow her through but, in her words, “they didn't… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 22, 2009 at 20:59 —
“When August is here and our lessons are done,
The Island of Wight is the Island of Fun.”
Doris Mankerts, St Paul’s School, Tottenham, M7
Fourteen days in the Isle of Wight
Our First Day
We left Waterloo at 8.40am having said farewell to our relatives and friends.
Lovely sunshine and blue skies helped to make the journey a very pleasant one.
From Portsmouth Harbour we went to the Dockyard… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 21, 2009 at 13:00 —
I must have been fourteen or fifteen when I went on my school trip to the Isle of Wight. It was with my geology class; an exploration of what is now known as the Jurassic coast. The British tourist industry obviously recognised the marketability of many young peoples’ obsession with dinosaurs and fossils and gave the Dorset coast the honour of being Britain’s Jurassic Park. Not only this, UNESCO awarded the area World Heritage Site status, further recognising its magical appeal but also its… Continue
Added by ALAN HORNE on September 20, 2009 at 15:00 —