A Hero going Home

When it comes time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home. 

(Mohican Chief Aupumut, 1725)

I rarely share personal stuff on this blog, but today I celebrate the life of a dear friend and former work colleague. Steve was a trade union activist, hard-left socialist, environmentalist, smallholder, home-brewer, traveller, and dedicated horiculuralist and gardener. He returned to higher education after retiring from work in 2019 after forty-years in the civil service, and was just about to start the final year of a Modern History degree.

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Football, Trees and Promises

16 August 2021 is a day to remember, as this is the day, or rather evening, when I caught up with my neighbour, asked him to come around to our back garden for a few minutes, and revealed the solid and ever expanding wall of greenery that is his overgrown trees.

I don’t think he understood the scale of the problem from our perspective until he saw it for himself.

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