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Bursting out from below (03/05)

Cruel deception? (04/05)

Flower power (05/05)

Knuckle down (06/05)

Of Apple trees and synching feelings (07/05)

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Harvest and rot (10/05)

Defrosting the fountains (11/05)

Difficult digging (12/05)

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The Janus month (01/06)

Manuals and mud (02/06)

The people, the pitfalls... (03/06)

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Unclouded confessionals (05/06)

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Precipitate plunge (07/06)


Strong Stuff?
The Orchard is space to "think different", if at all. Life brings occasions to cease the endless flow of thought; it can be hard, but wisdom needs quietened minds to grow.
For months, during a dream of love, there were locks on the gate. Now it's open in all weathers. Space, time and mind occupy dimensions that are rarely mentioned in the music log unless musicians do themselves.
You'll find more music here, poetry, prose and pictures for people's special moments, some of my "gurus", sometimes a tribute to a friend no longer with us.
Welcome also to a workshop; other entries concern "tools of the trade" for music-lovers, and there are notes on widely used Mac software and the occasional rant at Apple and the music industry.
This is where ideas can gestate and experiments happen.
Predict Nothing.



vendredi 15 juillet 2005
 

A while after last week's London attacks, my brother Jon sent me his eye-witness account of the bus bomb, the aftermath and reflections.
His pages written mainly as he waited for the barriers to come down and generators to appear with tubes going underground are "timeless", as journalists say of articles worth publishing whenever. Here are a couple of extracts:

"The papers later reported that there was screaming and hysteria around the blasted bus, but I heard only shouts and instructions, not panic."
In forced confinement at the heart of a crime scene, Jon became dry as well as practical:
"...I have wondered over the last couple of days whether London swallows up its dramas so quickly because the majority of people, like us, are largely unaffected -- and perhaps even indifferent. Some weeks ago I commented to [my wife] Louise as we passed through Leicester Square only a few hours after a vicious killing there, that visibly no one would know that anything untoward had ever happened. But listening and talking to people since Thursday, I believe it is not generally indifference but pragmatism. What else to do but carry on?
"I am quietly pleased that there was no evident panic in Woburn Place when the bus exploded -- as I am quietly pleased that there has been no subsequent waving of national flags. I’ve seen some press reports that have over-dramatised the visible impact on people here (who actually do not seem at all anxious), and other reporting that has overstated the re-emergence of the spirit of London in the Blitz."
Such reports, journalists with appropriate sound bites can be told, go down particularly well with foreigners.
After I lent a hand to two first-time tourists who ran into a pair of muggers and they waited to make statements, this American couple asked about London ... and gave me an overblown account of my allegedly "British ways".
They quite naturally had received ideas. When it came to the "spirit of London", Eleanor struck the right notes instead for NPR, in 'Londoners ... Rebound'.


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