Late, by myself, in the boat of myself,
no light and no land anywhere,
cloudcover thick. I try to stay
just above the surface,
yet I'm already under and living with the ocean
no light and no land anywhere,
cloudcover thick. I try to stay
just above the surface,
yet I'm already under and living with the ocean
{Rumi}
Sepia Saturday's prompt this week is
"Some times you just need to be alone. You need space : space to think, space to breathe, space to contemplate your place in the great scheme of things..." And so I thought about my brother Ziggy in 1965. Look!He is sunbathing on a deckchair in true Hank B Marvin fashion on our front garden at Savile Crescent ,Halifax. A little like water,except it's grass..........
I lived and worked in Cheshire for 3 years in the early 80's.
For those that dont know,Cheshire is Rural,Posh,Well- Heeled,very quiet..and a relaxing place.Quite how i got to Cheshire {& subsequently left,} is unclear to me (!) Just one of the many random things I peppered my life with.
I arrived in Cheshire after working in a rough n.tough, inner- city East London (East Ham & Plaistow).I swapped Ian Dury for John Constable .I swapped The Sweeney for The Archers.......
My visit last weekend made me realise I dont fully remember the person I was then & the person I might have become .Most odd
.For those of us who travel,we leave bits of us behind us as breadcrumbs.We leave a trail,in case we need to find a way back.....
Maybe Cheshire was my "space to think, space to breathe..."?
The rural flat farming landscape is the nearest I ever came to my Dad's childhood Polish village .Maybe that was it........?
As well as landscape,I,ve always been attracted to extremes. My Mum came from Upper Class roots:My Dad was a working class mill worker.Chalk & Cheese but it worked for them.Ive always felt fairly classless.Accepting all, but always (to some extent) an outsider and observer..
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| last Saturday lunchtime in Church Minshull. |
27 comments:
I feel that way too.
Nice grassy water.
eh its not bad to roll on the outside you know...getting to see it all...that first shot is really cool tony...
oh The Badger. 'British Cuisine'.
I hope you went in there for a Ploughman's as I would have.
Cheshire cheese.
That Midsomer Marple England is such a dreamy scene from this far away.
"For those of us who travel,we leave bits of us behind us as breadcrumbs".Oh I love that sentence, it almost has a Cohenesque feel to it. Talking of which, you aren't be any chance going to see him in Leeds on Saturday are you?
well Alan, I wasnt sure about "The Breadcrumbs" I wanted a nautical reference but couldnt think of what sailors might leave as markers????(other than wet breadcrumbs!) Ah! Uncle Lenny ! I saw him at Manchester Opera House when he first made his 'Great Return'..but big Stadiums I find horrible (i do make an exception for Dylan)Saying that,if you know of anyone with a spare free ticket.........:)
Sometimes I think the only way I've been able to survive in Sydney is that I can sit in my front window and not see any houses, just trees. This country girl is a long long way from home.
The middle section on the shift to Cheshire - food for thought there. Well written.
"For those of us who travel,we leave bits of us behind us as breadcrumbs"
Oh I do love that!
I also like the line about not being able to remember the person you were back then.....it's so true, so true!
You have reminded me that I have left some breadcrumbs in Cheshire too - but at the end of the 80s.
Loved the song.
Lots of sailors leave littel bits of themselves behind - comes of havig a girl in every port I guess.
Sailors have a reputation for leaving a girl in every port.
I too like the introspection of leaving bits and pieces of ourselves -- perhaps to find our way back to ourselves. Nice to sit back and think -- alone and far and away.
I feel like I've been living in bubble. You're the second person I know to post a link recently to the Nick Cave song - of which I have never heard before. My dear friend posted this link to a reinterpreation of it on You Tube https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=bG7wbAfcKUI I love that Rumi quote (of which I was also ignorant) ...the boat of myself...very... very poignant. And of course I like The Badger, given my post...
A post for floating on the water, Tony, with hopefully smooth water at least.
As for the Badger, what kind of cuisine do they serve before 12?
Well, Mike, as its called The Badger,it's a "set menue".......
Church Minshall seems like a great place for a stroll, of course, one would have to stop in at The Badger just out of curiosity, right?
When you said 'Cheshire' I remembered the 'Cheshire Cat' in Alice.... :) It's my first time to listen to the Ship Song. Nice one.
Tony that Sett Menu has a Cullman's Lunch, and Badger Stroganoff.
"Eating Badger:A Sett Menue"[GUARDIAN}
The breadcrumbs comment got to me too.... very evocative.
Just read the Guardian article, (not much happening round here today) Now my mind is taking those breadcrumbs to a new place, breaded badger genitals, and I realise I have just the spoon for the old brain scooping technique, never was going to sweeten an iced tea. Thanks for sharing.....
"we leave bits of us behind us as breadcrumbs"
Like footsteps on a beach washed away by the tides of Time. We can never return to whom we were, as we can't retrace our steps, forced to go ever forward...
Which is a good thing, me thinks!!
:D~
HUGZ
Probably Bruno.The Past is ,in theory, an interesting place but its more slippery than the Future...more open to renegotiation.....
I like how you always seem to leave us with a song to contemplate. They are usually ones that I have either not listened to previously or not listened to in a while. thanks.
"For those of us who travel, we leave bits of us behind us as breadcrumbs. We leave a trail, in case we need to find a way back."
I'll keep that in mind while traveling and reading travel journals. Like your post!
Great thoughts and photos, and a great song, thanks for the link to it!
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