The Sublime Transition from Summer to Autumn

Autumn is the time when summer packs away its spritely greenery and instead dresses up in its autumn colours before it finally adopts its drab winter’s hues. During the transition, the fashion stakes predominate with the reddish tones and tints with not even a tincture of green protruding.

The vibrancy of summer evanesces into a more sedate insouciant mellow undertone with indolent trysts amongst cavorting leaves slothfully cartwheeling across the ground.

Such are the emotions that autumn evokes in me.

Main picture: KILCHURN CASTLE, SCOTLAND IN AUTUMN

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Review of the DVD documentary entitled “Churchill”

This DVD provides one with the reasons why this man is held is such high regard by the British public & why he is rightly regarded as the epitome of dogged determination & a pillar of strength in Britain’s hour of need.

Rating: 5 out of 5

Unlike most politicians who, if one strips away their political deeds usually conceived in smoke filled rooms, are nothing more than empty shells. Churchill instead was the epitome of the courageous & audacious soldier whose acts of bravery drew people to themselves.

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Harry Clifford McCleland [1911 to 1982]: A Life Recalled

Known by all and sundry as Clifford or Cliffie by those closer to him, he was never to be called Harry apart from on his birth certificate. Having never been close to him, the song “The Living Years” by Mike and the Mechanics has resonance with me. An intensely quiet, introverted but humble person, he was not somebody that would readily admit other people into his life. This was the person who was my father.

Amongst the many abiding memories of my father was that I never ever engaged in a discussion with him. Blaine on the other hand would rise early and share coffee with him in the kitchen. Naturally Cheryl was the apple of his eye until there was a falling out when she reached puberty. At that point both our relationships with him were platonic with no love or affection displayed.

Main picture: During WW2 in Egypt
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The Purpose and Meaning of Life

Whenever there is the passing of a friend, an acquaintance or a family member this topic comes to mind. In this case it was learning of the death of a hiking acquaintance from 25 years ago: Dick Wassenaar.

What will the wider world remember of one’s own passing? Probably nothing unless one were a celebrity or famous in some way. At best, as in Dick’s case, it is one lonely paragraph on the Internet.

Main picture: These homemade and handheld ‘pistol fireworks’ are used at the Gion Matsuri festival at the Yoshida Shrine in Toyohashi City, Japan
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Stunning photographs that Inspire

Stunning photographs from around the world. Pictures of sailfish attacking a shoal of sardines to the pinnacle of Sgurr Dearg on Scotland’s Isle of Skye, this gallery has them all. The picture of a Hindu festival was mainly included because I am enraptured by the stunning sublime colours produced by the commingled light and smoke.

 Main picture: Light and smoke commingle to cast a misty glow over devotees during Rakher Upobash, a Hindu fasting festival, in Bangladesh

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Colourised Photographs bringing History to Life

For me colour photographs provide a fascinating perspective and radically different angle on historical events. They evoke the age when they were taken with a forcefulness of a 1000 words. Notwithstanding the fact that the photographs have been colourised, they nevertheless still radiate their patina of age as if they had been weathered by the elements themselves.

View this array of photos and let me know whether you concur

Main picture: Madison Square Park New York City around 1900

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South Africa of 60 years Ago

South Africa of 60 years ago was a vastly different place than the South Africa of today. The changes are more than the cosmetic ones such as apparel and motor vehicles. Apart from the fact that the black man had to “know his place”, the white community was riven with divisions. Inspite of also being white, the English speaking was discriminated against in terms of the unwritten Afrikaans Affirmative Action Policies.

Much like the current policies, with limited promotion possibilities for English speakers within the Civil Service, they fled the government service in droves. From the majority of Civil Service being English Speaking in 1948, by 1960 it was overwhelmingly Afrikaans speaking.

Main picture: Cape Town Station

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