Conkers shining on the road

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So that was Storm Angus, the first winter storm of the season.   Thankfully for us in fly over country things don’t seem to have been too bad with most of the action happening elsewhere.

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All Alone

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Two things happened this week that really proved that the world has moved on.   The first was the first speech that Hillary Clinton made after her defeat.   I haven’t got a clue what she was saying but she is now in the heading of forever being an also ran.   We will never know whether she would or would not have been a great President and we have all moved on.

The second thing was the visit of President Obama  to Europe for a NATO summit.  Usually something like this would have been the main news but it was regulated to the middle order – almost under the heading of ‘…and in other news…’.  This is a shame but he really is so last year because he no longer is the future.   He will still have unimaginable power at his disposal until 20th of January next year but the world is now turning to a new sun.   I can’t believe that I am about to write this but Donald Trump and all that entails is the future whether we like it or not.   I somehow don’t think that Frau Merkel will be so starry eyed about  him at the next NATO summit.   Nor should any of us be.

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Under the shadows

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One of the things you tend to forget about London is that you have to walk an awful lot.    Yes you could take a Taxi but you would miss so much.   Yesterday, my friend David and I spent most our time in the Tate Britain and the Royal Academy, taking the tube between the station and the venues yet we still managed to walk almost 10km (This is per my Apple Watch which is actually quite accurate).

London really is a city state apart from the rest of England and Britain.  Many British people hate going there because of this but I find it energising and vibrant.   I’ll give you one example…whilst waiting for our train home at St Pancras we sat in the Starbucks and watched the world go buy.   As I waited to collect the over priced coffee I watched the Starbucks staff going about their business and I was struck by just how multinational they all were….it was much the same for the people sitting around in the store itself.  Now, of course, St Pancras is slightly unusual in that it is the Eurostar hub but there was an energy there which is really lacking from other major European cities – for this I am using the very very unscientific methodology of travelling to other European cities on the Eurostar and its connections.   This is one of the reasons why I find it really difficult to take seriously all these so called threats and inducements from other European cities to try and lure businesses away from London after Brexit.   They city is much more than its constituent parts and London has a soul that I don’t think can easily be recreated in Frankfurt, Paris or even Berlin.   Only time will tell if I am being self delusional.

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Oh what a lovely war

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As we are remembering the suffering of the first world war I thought I would spend a few minutes making a quick sketch of one of John Singer Sargent’s  marshall portraits.

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Charnwood… a final pass thro…

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I am getting towards the final phase of preparing my book on the Playground of the Midlands project and I thought I would have one final look at the images I captured to see if there were any others I could use and I came up with these four.

I am also putting the final touches to the introduction and I think the current draft of the final paragraph just about sums things up as far as I am concerned:*

…a series of images made in the Charnwood Borough District council area.   They have  a temporal and spatial coherence but little else.  They are reflections of the area but have no deeper meaning  other than images I made whilst walking around the area in 2016…

  • Note to editor:   These will change as I redraft my draft.
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Vigilant

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Not in my name

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I haven’t got the first clue as to what Sir Winston Churchill was like.   I was a young boy when he died but what I do know he was held in the highest regard by all my aunts,  uncles and grandparents.   As I have lived my life I have from time to time read things about what Churchill did during his career and there is little doubt that he wasn’t a simple character but rather someone who once he had entered the room would have been the centre of attention.  He served  in most of the great offices of state during his political life and one thing I think is clear he would not have even contemplated allowing some unelected political enemy to act as the de facto British   representative and conduit to the President of the United States of America.   I suspect he would have seen this little stunt exactly for what it was, a usurpation of Her Majesty’s Government by someone who has no power and is only the temporary leader a junior political party.

I suspect that the Trump side of things didn’t realise what they were getting themselves into when they gave Nigel Farage a meeting before the British Prime Minister.  I suspect that they saw this as just a way of saying thank you for the help given.   If, however, they really do think that Nigel Farage does in some way represent the British Government then we all have a far greater problem than anyone could have imagined.   In diplomacy the little things matter, especially when dealing with one of your countries most important allies and this is a lesson that Donald Trump is going to have to learn.   He might want to make America Great Again but America is part of the wider world and in the wider world things are never as straightforward as they seem from high above 5th Avenue.

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Walking the Dog

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There is something about a park on Sunday morning, especially on a lovely late autumn day, that is quite magical.   The life of the city is out promenading catching a few rays whilst they can before the winter coats and thick scarves are the order of the day.  Even the dogs seem to have an extra spring in their steps as they snuffle and chase around, all the time ensuring they are within visual contact of their owner.  Parklife indeed.

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Hubris

The city of Leicester has the graves of two men who fell foul of ambition and hubris and between them did more to usher in the modern world in which we live – although neither would have known this as they prepared to meet their maker.   The first grave is by far the most famous – Richard the 3rd whose death marked the start of the Tudor period of English history which in turn marked the start of the English and then British ascendency which saw its peak just before the start of the first world war of the twentieth century.
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The second grave is of Cardinal Wolsey which is far less famous and hardly ever visited but is situated in the ruins of Leicester abbey which was dismantled with 10 years of his as a direct result of his failure.  Neither men had any real connection with the city of Leicester other than having the misfortune of dying in the area but there they now rest, Richard recently reburied with great fanfare and now a tourist attraction whilst Wolsey’s grave is ignored.

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The reason why their burials are so relevant to the situation today is because of the hubris of Kings.  Richard thought he could defeat an upstart with no real support in the country and a much much smaller army – he failed.   Wolsey tried and failed to please the self centred wish of a King who was more than happy to destroy a 1000 years of culture to satisfy his own pleasure.  The ruins of Leicester Abbey, once one of the richest Augustinian establishments in England, bare testament to the hubris of Henry 8th.

So as we try to come to terms with the forthcoming reign of President Trump perhaps we should think about these two grave and the lessons that they teach as to what happens when a King lets his pride take over.

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Perfect Illusion

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I have been watching the excellent series The Crown on Netflix which, for those of you how might be aware, documents the first few years of the reign of Queen Elizabeth 2nd.   Perhaps it should have been called the Educating Elizabeth but perhaps that might be just a little flippant.   The penultimate episode of the first season/series deals with the official portrait of Sir Winston Churchill.  This is perhaps one of the most famous paintings of mid 20th century British art not because it was a great painting but rather that Churchill hated it and his wife had it destroyed on his death.

This caused me to think about what the official portrait of the next President of the United States of America will look like?   Which ever painter is selected to capture the likeness will have his/her work cut out because Trump doesn’t have a face that will sit comfortably on the canvas. I am sure that someone will be found to make the painting, may I suggest Jonathan Yeo who seems to be able to make the rich and powerful seem slightly more approachable.  However, I guess that Trump wouldn’t want such a thing but like so much about what President Trump will be like we just don’t know.   After all in the last week he has changed from being the foaming mouthed bigot into a respectful, perhaps even slightly crestfallen figure.  Is it me but has the enormity of what  he has taken on suddenly started to sink in.   It is one thing to boast and bluster from the side line it is quite another to actually have to deliver on your boasts.

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