Heat

Posted on August 11, 2025 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged 1960's film, Equality, History, Hot, in the heat of the night, Life, movie, People, Race, SadnessLeave a comment

I’m sitting hoping the night will cool down. The backdoor is open and a couple of moths have come in. I’m watching an appropriate film “in the heat of the night”, set in the deep south of the USA. It’s about a black detective and a racist white policeman trying to solve a murder against the racial tensions of the 1960s. Somehow they manage to work together despite their differences. It’s very tense and thought provoking. I think people ought to watch it in these troubled times. I’ve seen it several times. We are so inhumane to people who just look different. It’s crazy.

Allez! Allez!

Posted on June 30, 2024 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Age, Cycling, Disease, Hubby, Loss, Memory, Race, Sadness, Tour de France2 Comments

Last year I watched the tour de France with my hubby. This year, for the first time in about 20 years I’m watching it on my own. It feels strange, no point in cheering on our favourites, no discussion about how Mark Cavendish will do. Just muttering ‘you would have loved this’ to his memory. I could switch it off, but I don’t want to. Tears will fall. I only got into cycling because of hubby. I miss him so much. He would be out cycling after this, a short ride to keep his legs going. He was over 70 and still enthusiastic. 70 isn’t old, he was young at heart. Disease not age took him from me. 😢😢

Marigold

Posted on July 14, 2020 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Childhood, Grassland, Hills, Marigold, Race, Racetrack, Random, Running, Summer memories, Sun and sky, YouthLeave a comment

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I think that’s what this is? It’s a photo I took a our six years ago. It makes me think of grassy banks and hot blue skies, fluttering butterflies and old black poplar trees in a line. Of little dusty paths with small oval pebbles that scatter as you walk. Of running through the fields around our school doing cross country running. Memories of the old rusty fences that enclosed the laying fields. The running track, the hockey fields, the tennis courts, the netball courts. When I think of my old comprehensive school I realise how lucky I was. Memories I haven’t delved into for forty years. I wouldn’t go back but it’s good to remember.

What’s a horse?

Posted on October 16, 2019October 16, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged freedom, Gallop, Horse, Poem, Poetry, Race, Speed, Three word linesLeave a comment

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Spirit, life, speed,

Race, jump, gallop,

Fire, flight, chase….

Beauty, bright, canter,

Clip and clop…

Step and hop,

Rise high, rearing,

Hooves dart fast,

Equine grace, windswept.

Tour de France

Posted on July 15, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Bike, Cycling, Exercise, France, Race, Tour de France, Yellow JerseyLeave a comment

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This time if year my hubby is glued to the TV for the tour. He watches it every year. For the last few years British riders have won but there is nothing to say it will happen this year. Chris Froome is out with a broken thigh and Geraint Thomas had a fall just before it started but he’s in the race.

The tour travels around France but often starts in different countries. They travel for three weeks. Climbing mountains and doing sprints, time trials and trying to win various jerseys. There is a polkadot Jersey for the best mountain rider, a green jersey for the fastest sprinter and the yellow Jersey is for the best overall rider and ultimately the winner. Who ever it is, as long as he is in the lead when the tour reaches Paris he is the winner. It is exciting to watch.

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