Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Faithful readers will know how happy I am when I arrive in my old bedroom and find that my mother has left a little vase of fresh flowers for me: posting a picture of these flowers is my way of offering up homage to this ritual. This evening - having arrived off the daytime flight, which always is the best way to come - the curtains were already drawn, and the flowers thoughtfully removed from the windowsill and placed on the glass top of the desk.
These blooms act as a very calming antidote to the popular media frenzy over The Royal Wedding That Has Been Announced (can they really be using terms like A Fairy Tale Wedding, after the last time around?). Actually an equally strong antidote was offered up by the fact that when I came in, my parents were watching an excellent BBC4 program on the late C19th Scottish painters, The Glasgow Boys - which was a sudden blast of BBC documentary at its best.