For my grand daughter Portia: ‘Ward Seven’

I haven't blogged for months, perhaps a year, I have had writers's block and haven't been able to write my book either, but now it seems to be thawing, along with the weather in St. Petersburg where I shall be on Monday. It's been a hard day's work trying to get a 'business' visa released [...]

The Crow

And it came to pass at the end of forty days, that Noah opened the window of the ark which he had made:  and he sent forth a raven, which went forth to and fro, until the waters were dried up from off the earth.THE TUILERIES, Paris.  COPYRIGHT JOHN HAYNES 2011

Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man’s life is cheap as beast’s.

Not being a TV viewer I only ever catch the finale of interesting programmes, strange how it's never the beginning. The other night my husband was trying to find something to distract me from moaning on about my virus when we alighted on the end of Panorama's programme, 'The Big Squeeze' on how living standards [...]

Proust, Middlemarch and Mash

I’ve now spent two days reclining rather than declining on my bed, watching the snow fall and reading or re-reading 'Middlemarch'. And worrying. I worry about the birds, and the fact that I’ve recently learnt that they require fresh water to keep their plumage warm in this big freeze. I worry about my ferruginous dog [...]