Diary of the Plague Year: Day 47 1 May 2020: On the back roads

May Day.

As it is such a beautiful day I took a roundabout route home from Clon today and stopped to photograph this house. The overgrown, secretive front gate. The birds on the gateposts are owls.

The back roads were deserted and the bluebells were blowing. Their colours vary, sometimes an intense matt lavender in the shade of trees and after rain an electric, varnished blue. You only have to look at a sunny sky and back again at bluebells to understand the impossibility of describing blue.

A magical house on the back roads

Diary of the Plague Year: Day 17 1 April 2020:


Woke feeling tired and below par so had a lie-in. Didn’t get up till 9.30 and not sure this was a good idea. Fast day today worse luck but I feel it must be done.

I did spend the first hour reading my poetry today it’s Philip Larkin – The Whitsun Weddings. They are sometimes laugh-out-loud funny, bitter, snobbish, full of pathos and with the time-bomb of An Arundel Tomb at the end.

I had not read these poems for years and had not noticed when I read them that they are written within a very tight and formal structure. It reminded me of Shakespeare so I am going to do a bit of research.

An added bonus,  three photographs fell out – one of the window of my first flat in Camberwell, one taken through a derelict window at Castlefreke and the third a landscape photo taken in Ireland.

Just off for a walk.

The landscape photograph showing The Galley Head in the distance.

Galley Head

Books Online: EQUINOX A Little Dodnash Book of Hours

I made the following book as a result of spending a week at Little Dodnash Farm in Bentley, Suffolk as part of A Rural Idyll, an artists’ residency which was the brainchild of Ruth Richmond.

The book traces the changing light on the landscape over the course of the Spring Equinox last year, a poem from Rilke’s Stundenbuch (Book of Hours) and an extract from Bede’s Ecclesiastical History of England.