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Richard on June 24th, 2016

Ronald Blythe muses on the joy of each and every sound I NEVER quite get used to it, the static nature of today’s countryside. Villagers such as John Clare were elaborately seasonal. Every month, every day almost, brought its special tasks, and he could describe them, as the seasons followed each other in their traditional order. […]

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Richard on June 17th, 2016

Ronald Blythe re-reads a diary that is suited to all times of life SOFT summery rain. Blue tits nesting by the brick gate-post. Shrubs heavy with rain, having fallen across the path. Drenched roses. The stream and the guttering in competition as the water dispels. Gentle grey light. Giant weeds. Friends look a little ascant. […]

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Richard on June 15th, 2016

What do we know of the weather and the world, asks Ronald Blythe The weather forecasters wear their best clothes to tell us the worst. That the sun will not shine today. They have no language for dullness. But I have. On the telephone at breakfast, I say what it looks like out of the farmhouse […]

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Richard on June 9th, 2016

Lifelong Learners    A few years ago, a school changed its motto, because the Governors thought it too modern for the image they wished to have. It was “Audio Video Disco” – and I can understand what they meant, except that it is far from modern. It’s Latin, of course, for “I hear, I see, […]

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Richard on June 9th, 2016

Ronald Blythe is busy before the sun rises, writing and editing IN THE summer — although it is not quite summer — I get up immensely early, and write for hours. And still it is not breakfast, and still the morning chorus has not begun, and still “the gold bar of heaven” hasn’t appeared above Duncan’s […]

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