Robin’s Rose

A few years ago, when my Mum was ‘Gertie sitting’, my Dad came up to visit and brought us each a mini rose bush. I never seem to have much success with them, but this one survived. After a few years in a pot, we planted it out.

It never has many flowers, but they compensate for that by being a glorious peach.

That’s the lovely thing about gardens, they’re full of memories.


“ If the radiance of a thousand suns were to burst at once into the sky, that would be like the splendor of the mighty one “

“Now I am become Shiva, the destroyer of worlds.”

[The thoughts that came to mind when I saw the reflection in the windows]

Number One, London

Today Lovely Lindsay, Prof. Peter and I toddled of for a day of culture in London. First stop was Apsley House, home of Arthur Wellesley, Duke of Wellington.

It was known as Number One, London because it was the first house encountered from the countryside after passing the tollgates at the top of Knightsbridge.

As well as various Wellington artefacts (no boots, you have to go to Walmer Castle for that), there’s a fantastic art collection, including Velázquez portrait of Pope Innocent I (as found in Joseph Bonaparte’s baggage when he was fleeing after Waterloo).

The most impressive is this Canova sculpture of Napoleon.

Interestingly, Napoleon didn’t want the statue when it was finished. One wonders if Wellington was chuffed when he had it presented to him. Apart from anything else, he had to have the hall floor reinforced!

As, this is the closest weekend to Waterloo Day (June 18th) – there were various ‘special events’. Will we regret avoiding:

The Battle of Waterloo with Vegetables – every move of the battle with nothing but as basket of whatever comes to hand.

It was all a bit too much for some!

The Pitt Rivers with the Revd

Today the Revd Rattue and I (aka The Weeping Cross) went to see the newly reopened Pitt Rivers Museum. As all it fans will be pleased to see, it still retains its character as the ‘university’s attic’ (to quote my friend Annie).

While waiting for me (the refurbishment means that the museum has toilets – hurrah)…Revd Rattue stationed himself under a totem pole…

…and looked like one of the exhibits.

I was very taken with the creature on the left – which is called ‘Lady Burrows’ apparently.

And this little juxtoposition in a temporary exhibition.

I’m already looking forward to my next trip, which I hope will be next week with the lovely Lindsay.

Coffee Culture

I treated myself to a mocha pot the other week – I’ve no idea what happened to our old one.

I’ve been trying to take pictures of the tiny holes that the steam drives through the coffee – but I don’t have a good enough macro lens (…hmm must rectify that).

Entirely by accident I took this lovely moody shot. I love the swirlyness of it.

Race for Life 2009 – The Power of Pink

This soggy morning, I was off to the University Parks to take part in Race for Life.

It’s an all women event…

…to raise money for cancer research.

As you can see people really get into the spirit of the event – in costumes one normally associates with medical students, or rugby players in drag.

Everyone got rather wet…

As I’d had a bug of some kind this week, I’d decided to walk. However, the Traves bloody mindedness kicked in, and I jogged the whole way (and managed a mad dash for the line!). Sadly, my triumph picture (above) makes me look like a character from Little Britain!

The main thing is that I raised £280 in sponsorship. Thank you all very much!