Monday, August 01, 2005


Getting ready to depart from Frankfurt Hauptbahnhof on Monday morning, 27 June 2005. Anja had a walking stick which she found somewhere and got attached to. She gained some confidence for the great unknown ahead by having this stick (perhaps because it looked so African?), so I did not try and force her to leave it, despite the difficulties it presented during the train ride. Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Wednesday 20 July: Amsterdam

Still considering if we should do this...

Saturday, June 11, 2005

First Annual Report

GERRY CORR

A year on, my love,
A year since we parted,
You to the prayer-wrapped unknown,
Me to a cell called freedom

In your place I have memory,
A stingy usurper
Dispensing crumbs
From the banquet of your table

...

Your light is on dim now, my love,
Yet blinding flashes of you
Startle me awake
From the barren limbo of dreams,

You'll be pleased God is back.
He left when you died.
Went a.w.o.l.
Like He'd been found out
Not having the answers
And permitting instead a soothing indulgence:
Why hast thou forsaken me

....

That's about it for now, my dear,
Except to say the blubbering is ceased
And sorrow's sickly syrup of self
Expunged from the menu

Well...in hope and in prayer, that is,

My love

(From the book voices and poetry of ireland. Thanks Paul and Rose.)