Monthly Archives: November 2022

Hell and being anti-social

Posted on 12th November 2022 by Ian

‘Hell is other people’ wrote Jean Paul Sartre in his 1944 play No Exit. Watching a television production of the play in my teenage years, it would have been hard to disagree with such a description of the plight of the … Continue reading →

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Infant class lessons

Posted on 9th November 2022 by Ian

Arriving in her blue Ford Anglia each morning, bespectacled and stern, our infant teacher Miss Everitt took education seriously. There was never homework, but there was hardly need for it.  The school day for infants ran from 9.15 until 3.30.  … Continue reading →

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Passing Kelway’s

Posted on 8th November 2022 by Ian

To drive past the old Kelway’s building going into Langport, is always a moment to recall memories of two summers spent working there, The most abiding memory of those summers will always be of the astilbes. One Monday morning, along … Continue reading →

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Driving more slowly than Mrs Dyer

Posted on 6th November 2022 by Ian

Mrs Dyer is recalled each time I drive the road. The A361 at Pedwell is a two lane road. Were it not for the 30 mph speed limit signs, turning out onto the road, from either of the side roads … Continue reading →

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The collapse of the Church of England

Posted on 4th November 2022 by Ian

There was a time when High Ham had its own rector. Then it was absorbed into Langport and High Ham had a vicar under the rector in Langport. Then there was no longer a vicar in High Ham. And now … Continue reading →

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