Thursday, March 29, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
A little bit of England in Singapore. The old Cricket Club dwarfed by the edifices of the new financial sector.
Sitting in the Long Bar at Raffles drinking Singapore Slings. All day I've been meeting a train of mother's who want to bring their children to me to hear English as it should be spoken as all that's available to them here these days is American and S'trine.
Monday, March 26, 2012
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Monday, March 19, 2012
Friday, March 16, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Its closer now, I see the end
As yet I lose another friend.
My father said so long ago
Important things do not forgo.
As nothing pangs like guilt remorse
As through this life you blithely course
To say you wished you’d said or tasked
That seeming trivial thing they’d asked
It’s too late now you had your chance
You sit alone and hear the dance
The steps and music pound your head
“Lets do it now” too late, he’s dead.
We are off to the funeral of a lifelong friend and mentor, for as long as I have known him there were two things we were always going to do. Just a reminder I made up. Cheers Bill
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Monday, March 12, 2012
I reckon this is the ship featured on Dmitri's recent post- the 'Rustringen', which sailed on day trips from beside the Strandhalle to Wangerooge, the most easterly of the Friesien islands. The second shot shows the ancient Drake pre 'lights out' ritual of all in wrestling, or at least that's what I think they were doing. It's the same two gentlemen featured in D's shot, all good clean fun.
It's such a shame that Ian has never been traced . It would be great to meet him again, 52 years later.About time D joined TWA, then I could buy him that drink we talked about some time ago.