Encounters

I've written "Encounters" as the title of this latest blog.  It's time I re-encountered the blogging world.  I've had lovely letters and emails recently following the death of my dear mum and that makes me feel closer to so many people.  Thank you.

Now over a year since my last blog - at least at this rate I know I will not have time to write that lengthy novel about life in Suffolk so that's one thing ticked off the list. 

I've had two encounters this week - the first with a 'cellist, Jamie Walton, who is planning to make a film based in and around Blythburgh Church as background to his rendition of the 3 'cello suites by Benjamin Britten.  He will appear in the film himself playing in different corners of Blythburgh Church.  Those of you who know it will immediately appreciate what this might be like!  Jamie and his film-maker came for a look at the potential and I was privileged to be wandering round the church looking at it from the eyes of a film-maker with the beautiful phrases of snippets of the Bach cello suites flowing from his cello.

The second encounter was a conversation with Basil, a large dark horse who lives in a nearby field.  He, and his rider, happened to be passing my house just as I got out the car.  Basil will, as his custom, be walking up to the war memorial in our churchyard on the stroke of 11am on Remembrance Sunday to pay his respects to those who died in the Great War - horses and soldiers alike.  I couldn't bring myself to see the film War Horse but its appearance has had its impact in society's memory of this dark period. 

I don't need to look for work here - these beautiful encounters just come my way.