tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post4281842806764631363..comments2024-03-27T12:08:02.812+00:00Comments on THE SMALL THINGS: Requiem for a good old manTania Kindersleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18355967725006605825noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-70313795197768960462012-09-06T16:07:21.302+01:002012-09-06T16:07:21.302+01:00Thanks for this wonderful post. Am indeed having ...Thanks for this wonderful post. Am indeed having a melancholy day over here, and needed Red and the Pidge, and you.Marchelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11201825708442679157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-74416320227756134272012-09-06T14:11:59.261+01:002012-09-06T14:11:59.261+01:00Had a cry with you here.
So touched as always by y...Had a cry with you here.<br />So touched as always by your words.<br />Missing my Mum more than I can say as what would have been her birthday shimmers into view towards the end of September.<br />Anne.xStripeycathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02939664718135123631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-86701627682026179692012-09-06T13:05:21.367+01:002012-09-06T13:05:21.367+01:00Oh how I have missed you. I thought of you this mo...Oh how I have missed you. I thought of you this morning as I walked the pup on the beach. I saw a lady, very elegant, but must not have been much shy of 90 years old, walking her Jack Russell. It's not that the sight of her made me think of you! It was the realisation that I, even when I am 90, will always have a dog. And that thought led me to you and your dog (dogs - for we musn't leave her out even though she is gone). Dog people. Much like horse people I suspect. <br /><br />To read this about your Dad's friend made me well up - I agree about the stoic generation and their passing. I knew as I read that it would make you sad about your Dad again - as of course it would. I am sure that is how it works when you have experienced loss - even a mention of it sparks emotions of newly healed, grief-inflicted wounds.<br /><br />I'm sorry the book was bad too! I know that feeling; a good book is like a gift, a bad one feels like a tragedy of wasted time. And how do these people get published? Yearning to know about your 6000 word secret. Lou xLouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13457538074763854583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-82354962311871839842012-09-05T21:04:17.243+01:002012-09-05T21:04:17.243+01:00welcome home, we've missed you !welcome home, we've missed you !Vanessanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-39256765222737171692012-09-05T18:55:54.686+01:002012-09-05T18:55:54.686+01:00I especially came to read today because I knew you...I especially came to read today because I knew you would write something beautiful about a wonderful man. Your words have brought tears to my eyes as I fondly remember John whom I knew only briefly in the latter part of his life but what an honour it was.<br /><br />Thank you.Amaranthinehttp://www.alwaysinperpetualmotion.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-56425547868894003972012-09-05T18:44:45.051+01:002012-09-05T18:44:45.051+01:00Ditto Tania.
BirdDitto Tania. <br /><br />BirdAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-46959218348296282372012-09-05T18:42:54.218+01:002012-09-05T18:42:54.218+01:00So beautifully written -- as usual, it hits home i...So beautifully written -- as usual, it hits home in so many ways.<br /><br />From a strictly writing sense, without attention to truth and emotion, this sentence alone was worth the price of admission: 'Some of them were very naughty, and some of them startled a whole lot of horses, and some of them were bores and bigots, and some were not at all safe in taxis.'<br /><br />BirdAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-1486304450316769792012-09-05T18:25:27.658+01:002012-09-05T18:25:27.658+01:00LOVE the tumbling cupboard. It is absolutely the p...LOVE the tumbling cupboard. It is absolutely the perfect metaphor and I am going to carry it with me. Tania Kindersleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18355967725006605825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-63032524352660523522012-09-05T18:05:24.251+01:002012-09-05T18:05:24.251+01:00I have thought for years, since my own parents die...I have thought for years, since my own parents died five years apart when I was but a girl in my twenties, that we keep our bereavements in a large, tall, cumbersome and rather jumbled cupboard. It is therefore likely that, when another loss has to be put away in it, there's always a risk a few of the bigger ones that have been stored for months or years will tumble out and have to be keenly felt all over again. But we gradually pick them up, and tidy the cupboard a bit, and eventually get the door shut on them all, and then life can be blithe again for a while until the next soul leaves us.<br /><br />Never be ashamed to mourn and don't feel in any way soft and weak that you can't fall back on the, I think, rather cheap and easy consolation of someone having had a good innings.<br /><br />But I do hope you will rally enough quite soon to tear into the dreadful book, and please warn us which one it was to save us our pennies buying it and effort reading it.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13702475308562601190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-9513746641635672452012-09-05T17:46:54.937+01:002012-09-05T17:46:54.937+01:00Dominic, thank you. He really was a lovely man, an...Dominic, thank you. He really was a lovely man, and I don't care that he was eighty-three and had a good innings, I'm sadder about his going than I can say. <br />Tania Kindersleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18355967725006605825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-79228492731336251882012-09-05T17:41:07.579+01:002012-09-05T17:41:07.579+01:00A wonderful and touching memorial of John Oaksey. ...A wonderful and touching memorial of John Oaksey. Thank you.Dominichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00657054053348576117noreply@blogger.com