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North London Revisiting
The North London Borough of Haringey has intermittently been my home for more than two years cumulatively over the last twenty years....
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WELCOME TO BRONALOGUE
Idle Thoughts in a time of Corona
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Welcome to Bronalogue, my way of sharing in this time of Corona. It is my pleasure to write and to think of you as I do. The ham in me has always loved an audience ! The introvert has always loved the opportunity for reflection that writing gives me. This enforced isolation will hopefully give me the discipline to share my reflections with you. I will enjoy this opportunity. I hope you do too. Â
The tapestry on the page is one I made for a friend after completing the Camino de Santiago. It was a long, often solitary and sometimes arduous journey but I loved the vibrancy of the cushion I made. Hopefully we all emerge from this time of Corona with something we love from our journey.
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Landed In London
Unaware of the pandemic which would begin looming over the world in 2020, I began making grand plans to travel. I wanted to revisit...
Mechanical in Moonie
The Leichhardt and the Moonie Highways cross at a huge intersection almost at the halfway point between Dalby to Goondawindi. At the...
Dawdling across the Downs
I have had a lovely drive today, the best of this long journey up (and across, and down) the east coast. This is the "across" drive...
Reflection
When I look into the mirror now I am occasionally startled by the face which looks back. It is a slightly thinner, shorter haired and...
Morning Rituals with Cat
She woke in the predawn and lay listening to the rasping breath of the old cat who acted as a barometer of the air temperature outside...
Wrestling Vita
I have been wrestling with writing a piece on Vita Sackville - West for days and last night having discarded one piece and almost...
More wistful – Seville
I woke this morning and my first thought was Seville. Immediately I was walking down the narrow alleyways of the Jewish quarter in the...
Funked And Frittery
I spent yesterday writing a post on Fleabane and Edna Walling which today, on revisiting, has struck me as randomly twee. Although I do...
PATTI
I first heard Horses blasting through the open french doors of my island home as I approached it up the stone stairs which climbed from...
Thanks Mum
I have tried to write the context around this note but the details are still raw so I haven`t got very far. This is a note in my mother`s...
Istanbul is itself
Tonight is the last night of my Grand Tour, and I am spending it in Istanbul. Having left my touring companion in Athens and meeting up...
Mediterranean Meditation
The ferry from Athens to Paros takes about three hours to cross the Aegean and the journey is most notable for the glorious blue of the...
It Is All About the Acropolis
I am not really looking forward to the Athens leg of the Grand tour but as a gateway to the mediterranean which I am really desiring, a...
It is all about the light
The glamourous hotel of our Budapest stay sits in a road close to the Danube and walking to it down a narrow street lined with a couple...
Budapest is more than a split.
Leaving Vienna on a morning train to Budapest, my travelling companion and I congratulate ourselves on our smooth on boarding and our...
Serene, Scented and Stately Vienna
Arrival into Vienna is less than serene. The Vienna railway station (and I am becoming a bit of an authority on railway stations) is a...
Pretty, Paved Prague
The change in countryside on the train journey from Germany to The Czech Republic feels immediate once we enter the former eastern bloc...
Big Berlin
I have come to Berlin because I have been unable to imagine it. Whenever I have tried, in my mind, confused images from Cabaret the...
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