Love, Poetry and Revolution - Wednesday 30th April 2025
T.S. Eliot's poem 'The Waste Land' opens with the line 'April is the cruellest month...', a line with deep meaning in context, contrasting as it does, the renewal and rebirth associated with Spring set against new life emerging from grief and loss. This seems very appropriate, and April has been a busy month full of change and joy. The month began with the scattering of E's ashes in North Wales. This was both a sad and joyous occasion, which we all took part in. Since then, I have transformed the back garden into something that E would have loved and almost completed the transformation of the garage into a music room, library and guest bedroom. As I write, it's being painted, and the final fix items are being done. I'm not sure what E would have made of it. Moving my books out of the main house and separating my music listening from everyone else would have been popular. Having yet another room to myself (I have an office too), less so. Life is for ...