tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post391108210461003768..comments2023-12-26T08:30:51.034+00:00Comments on Mon Avis, Mes Amis: we shall hear angels, we shall see the skyELShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10736614879046626605noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-82692632769977376902014-06-10T08:36:46.761+01:002014-06-10T08:36:46.761+01:00Nice to be back and thanks for noticing. Still st...Nice to be back and thanks for noticing. Still strugling with the technicalities of internet communications but hopefully getting there with some help. Meanwhile I am looking for more followers and comments. I get lovely comments privately but not on the site, hmmmmmmmmm.<br />Swanswan.nowlivinginfrance.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06091076603978388286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-67688615776510154252014-06-08T21:15:25.755+01:002014-06-08T21:15:25.755+01:00Hello ELS,
Atmospheric would be a good word to de...Hello ELS,<br /><br />Atmospheric would be a good word to describe it, yes. Alas, I've not seen Mr. Jarman's little house or garden. Many years ago he gave my aunt and uncle one of his distinctive paintings as a token of thanks for all the meals they cooked him at their restaurant along the sea front in Greatstone. After his death, you can imagine all of the interest in the painting. It was eventually loaned out and formed part of an important exhibit of his work.Chronica Domushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06732224119040843337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-78096923056173872002014-06-08T10:30:20.849+01:002014-06-08T10:30:20.849+01:00So do us ancient dogs! Creaky but still happy to s...So do us ancient dogs! Creaky but still happy to sniff an old chum...ELShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10736614879046626605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-81889805999427742582014-06-08T10:29:17.389+01:002014-06-08T10:29:17.389+01:00That's a really atmospheric part of the world,...That's a really atmospheric part of the world, I think. Did you ever see Derek Jarman's garden there?ELShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10736614879046626605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-2286396933607616412014-06-08T10:27:23.629+01:002014-06-08T10:27:23.629+01:00Thank you Swan -nice to see you back!Thank you Swan -nice to see you back!ELShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10736614879046626605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-78604172981289673632014-06-08T10:26:59.277+01:002014-06-08T10:26:59.277+01:00Me too, those dimply limbs of yesteryear, in this ...Me too, those dimply limbs of yesteryear, in this case smelling of sunscreen and dripped with sticky ice-cream.ELShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10736614879046626605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-32121005524808666702014-06-08T10:26:09.758+01:002014-06-08T10:26:09.758+01:00It's beautiful, especially in the winter.It's beautiful, especially in the winter.ELShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10736614879046626605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-18697465506568886642014-06-08T10:25:43.564+01:002014-06-08T10:25:43.564+01:00or indeed lack of control.. The photo is that bea...or indeed lack of control.. The photo is that beach, sparkly sea and all. I bet you're sparkly under the curmudgeonly robes and you're right, respect is the most important thing you can show a child.ELShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10736614879046626605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-37219033706931081442014-06-07T22:54:06.386+01:002014-06-07T22:54:06.386+01:00There is nothing better than a pup let out for a r...There is nothing better than a pup let out for a romp. God, they love it. fmcgmccllchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00184250774341700041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-33551392593016715342014-06-07T22:51:44.943+01:002014-06-07T22:51:44.943+01:00What a lovely beach you've described. I remem...What a lovely beach you've described. I remember walking on the sand dunes of Greatstone when I'd visit my relatives, and along the flats when the tide was out. I recall my fascination with the specks of silver in the sand. At night, the water would glow with bits of shiny stuff. We joked that it must be the radiation from the nearby power stations in Dungeness. Chronica Domushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06732224119040843337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-52683383916827858532014-06-07T20:33:18.513+01:002014-06-07T20:33:18.513+01:00You paint a lovely picture with your words. I can...You paint a lovely picture with your words. I can see it all. <br /><br />Swan - Now Living in France dot comswan.nowlivinginfrance.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06091076603978388286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-67929301134188655512014-06-07T17:34:00.549+01:002014-06-07T17:34:00.549+01:00Ah they grow up and the sparkle comes in other way...Ah they grow up and the sparkle comes in other ways. At least that's my response - a lovely piece about a beach and all I can feel is wistful for baby flesh:).LPChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18209861350905135093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-30727132957697018082014-06-07T14:41:39.222+01:002014-06-07T14:41:39.222+01:00One must believe.....it must be a glorious piece o...One must believe.....it must be a glorious piece of heaven on earth.<br /><br />xoxo<br />Karena<br />The Arts by KarenaKarenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05206642885608991170noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1371061786274762220.post-49969034637718412502014-06-07T14:36:35.355+01:002014-06-07T14:36:35.355+01:00I want to see your picture, (the diamond-dusted on...I want to see your picture, (the diamond-dusted one). I thought your photo was it, but although it comes pretty close, I doubt it. Ah, the age of innocence - booze-filled disobedience - the constant game of control and then letting your hair down with chums, (or better still, complete strangers); probably just as well I don't have children, although now that some of them are old enough, my nephews and Godchildren seem to appreciate my curmudgeonly ways, tempered as they are with respect for them as people.columnisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03764365428633038329noreply@blogger.com