Going Gently

Let Go

This video is amazing

It not only underlines the importance of “debrief” after a particularly emotional piece of drama and filmmaking ( in this case the famous emotional romp ending of Hamnet) , but it sorts of encapsulates what it’s like to be truly human.

Years ago, I remember feeling so free……with inhibitions hidden by darkness and alcohol and youth

Dancing in the dark ontop of Weston Park Hospital roof in 1990

The Risk of Turning into Lugaretzia

As a boy I adored any writings by the naturalist Gerald Durrell.

I recognise that we own the same observational humour as well as the ability to share a true story, with relish, and so this morning when I spied Mr Lugaretzia, gnashing his gums in the queue at the petrol station, I made a detour by the fire lighters in order to avoid him.

Now Mr Lugaretzia is a nice man, but he is a boring one. He is fixated about his bad health, a subject one can cope with during your first half dozen or so meetings, but after several years of bleeding gum, stories, hospital appointments and GP’s diagnosis quandaries, I have been left a shell of my former self when social niceties are involved and spend much of my time now hiding behind bushes to avoid him.

But what has this to do with Gerald Durrell you ask?

Well Lugaretzia was the name of his cook when he was a boy in Corfu. A woman of great suffering , a hypochondriac who would gladly slow every wound or malady to her captained audience of English School children

Now you get it?

We all have the ability of becoming a Lugaretzia.

I’m not far it myself .

And this fact annoys me greatly.

Think of someone else John

I keep telling myself .

No fucker wants to hear about your fucking blood sugars

I sent some flowers to Nu this morning. She’s been in hospital overnight, I’ve got gifts to send to a friend in Dublin and a letter to write to another friend in Argentina

It’s not all about me

Another Day Another Lunatic

I’m longing for summer

Dust on the main road, and every widow wide open

This is an old post from a summer a decade ago

A sunny day and the " Marian " lane seemed almost black with mayflies this morning. Everyone seems out in the sunshine. Fan of The Walking Dead pensione John escorted Auntie Glad to the town bus still holding his mug of tea and policeman Ian could be seen chatting to Basil the farmer at the top of High Street, they both waved. I thought I'd spied Trendy Carol driving by, wearing something interesting in chiffon but I couldn't be sure. The sun was too bright on the main road.

Mary and I had just reached The Crown ( for those that don't know, The Crown in the village pub) when, far in the distance we spied a strange figure emerging from the heat haze on the road.
The vision looked almost ethereal
It reminded me of Omar Sharif on that camel scene in Lawrence Of Arabia
Slowly......details started to emerge from out of the mirage,
Until finally Gay Gordon on his invalid trolley trundled magnificently into view
" Hello Flower" he bellowed " Nice day for a drive!" Obviously oblivious of the string of usually fast moving traffic wanting to pass....
" You'll kill yourself on that thing" I called out after the final lorry had rumbled by
And Gordon bellowed out a lusty laugh....." My legs needed an airing" pointing at his corned beef shins.........bugger knows just where he had been!
Mary bounced up into his lap,she as most dogs seem to like this strange loud village character and Gordon was thrilled to find out her name as his " lady friend" with whom he shares his life is also called Mary. Big Mary, as you may remember looks like a large cheerful scatter cushion with half the stuffing removed.!

A delivery van wizzed by, inches from Gordon's oversized shopping basket, but he didn't seem to notice and I said my goodbyes. " see you soon!" I called
"TALLY HO!" He sang out as the invalid trolley shot off into the village!
There is something almost valiant about Gordon I always think!

He died shortly after I posted this story

Thank You Mark

Well sometimes you are moved by things out of the blue. For those that don’t know I tend to show some blogs on my Facebook page as well as my blogger pager.

Since last Thursday I haven’t felt like posting anything much on either forum, but certainly Facebook has been devoid of conversation , so much so that a follower from the village called mark who I haven’t met, posted his concern for my absence on the village website

Hi just had this sent to the crown and haven’t a contact for John.

This is probably a big overstep but is/has someone checked on blogger John Gray. It's not like him to not post. If all is under control then feel free to tell me to bugger off. Sorry but couldn't find another public page in the area. From a concerned reader.

Alex Faye

Get well soon John

Ed Lloyd-Ellis

This makes me really appreciate the type of community that we live in, someone notices that someone else's behavior or habit has changed, so they get concerned and check on them. This is what a community is about. Very thoughtful of Mark, and I hope that you are back to your usual blogging self soon John.