One hundred years ago today, 24th June, 1914, a train stopped for a few minutes at a small country station in the Gloucestershire village of Adlestrop. Sitting in one of the carriages was the poet Edward Thomas (1878 – 1917).…
I’m putting my feet up for a couple of week – see you soon. If you’re bored, take a look of some of my old posts listed above or filed down there on the right. You could even read my…
Omaha Beach 1944 Omaha Beach 2014 Dunkirk Beach 1940 Dunkirk Beach 2014 ——————————————————————————————————– STEPHEN DEARSLEY’S SUMMER OF LOVE BY COLIN BELL My novel, Stephen Dearsley’s Summer Of Love, was published on 31 October 2013. It is the story of a young…
It went wrong in China 25 years ago but it went very right for Poland – let’s hope the same for Ukraine. ——————————————————————————————————– STEPHEN DEARSLEY’S SUMMER OF LOVE BY COLIN BELL My novel, Stephen Dearsley’s Summer Of Love, was published on…
Interesting piece of digital art here on the 25th Anniversary of the Tiananmen Square protests that were put down brutally 25 years ago today. This picture, like it or hate it, won’t be shown in China today – all information…
After a week of rain and miserable low temperatures, I just love it when the sun comes out and never more when it knows to shine on my roses. The rose Danse de Feu knows how to find the spot…
Maya Angelou (April 4, 1928 – May 28, 2014) In my television days, I worked on a series of films called God Bless America (ITV) that asked distinguished American writers to make filmed essays about their native cities. I had…
I’ve often been told that I’m an odd sort of chap and that I’m, well you know, a bit different from other people. I’m not that strange, honestly, I fancy a pint down the pub as well as the next…
The David Austin Garden, Chelsea Flower Show, 2014 I haven’t been to the Chelsea flower show for a few years now but, from what i’ve seen in the media, the 2014 show has been one of the best for a…
This is Danse de Feu (Fire Dance), one of my David Austen roses. It has burst into flame this week in its unlikely place at the darkest part of my small Lewes garden on the mostly shadowy North facing flint…