Today I took a trip to the country, expecting sunshine and horses galloping through meadows. Instead it was grey and close, and the drivers passed only inches from my velocipede. I bought my trees and left that place with no regrets. The utopia of William Morris brought the countryside into the city. Instead Londres has invaded the countryside. But not the best bits of Londres. The best bits of Londres are still here.
The Red Flash, meanwhile, has gone on an exploratory mission to the Mediterranean, where she is exploring good food and possibly other aspects of different cultures. Soon I and several other friends shall follow in her wake. There at least we shall have good weather, and also good company.
I have been trying to write about the importance of ownership, in particular collective ownership. I’m finding that I’ve thought about it for so long that it is difficult to trace back all the reasons I have decided it is important. There are many reasons, and they add up to a compelling argument I think, but it is good for me to have to clarify it in my own mind. I might even get a good article out of it.