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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 11

What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that–everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me, it … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 10

The old river in its broad reach rested unruffled at the decline of day, after ages of good service done to the race that peopled its banks, spread out in the tranquil dignity of a water way leading to the … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 9

The flow of the Ill had often taken me in its current. I had spent so long wandering along its banks and along the cobbled paths away from Petite France that I had rarely explored the local vicinity of my … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 8

The Thames cuts a lonely swathe through maps of contemporary London. She’s one of the last visible remnants of a natural landscape lost beneath concrete and steel. She trails sadly through the megalopolis like a party ribbon hanging from the … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 7

He has the feeling he’s staring back in time, or at another part of time. And, as he stares, the white, blown carcass of a moon-like fish – a tench – stares back from the reed bed, its ripped flesh … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 6

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time. Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way The time is gone, the song is … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 5

The river is within us, the sea is all about us      T.S. Eliot – The Dry Salvages Julie is one of the lost. Sitting on the train to West Kirby, alone and enveloped in her thoughts, as ever, … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 4

So the lockdown continues and all my river wanderings must either come from memory or take place in the virtual world. My other daughter, the middle one of three, is self-isolating too. She is pregnant and has been advised that … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 3

So now, with my youngest daughter back from university, we have three of us at home under lockdown. But my wife, as a key NHS worker, still has to go out. Her patients need her, which is why she and … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 2

When Boris Johnson evokes cod-Churchillian wartime metaphors in place of any semblance of wise leadership when formulating our national response to COVID-19 and Emmanuel Macron repeatedly declares that ‘we are at war’ with the virus, we know we’re in serious … Continue reading

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