An Online Seasonal Card – Snow Cottage – Happy Holidays xx

 

A snow laden cottage from 2012 

Happy Holidays – one and all

Marcus

xx

A lonely Christmas Tree in Bracknell #SHPLive

There is always something a little melancholy about a solitary Christmas Tree in an hotel lobby…

Its uniform matching baubles and recently dressed lights that are positioned just in view of the check-in desk but not too near the bar tables waiting for the bistro bar diners.

What am I doing here? Well I have travelled down from York to Bracknell – and I have been kindly put up in the Hilton Hotel by South Hill Park Arts Centre – as I will be making a presentation at their #SHPLive event on Friday morning.

This is a week long digital and arts programme which culminates in a conference and get together – where I will be talking about livestreaming and the technology used this.

This is a forward looking venue that is pushing the boundaries of possibilities in a pro-active way.

After all – we made our Lord of The Flies trailer here for Pilot Theatre with the Company from New York – AG Entertainment – so happy memories for me here at South Hill Park…

I am looking forward to my session tomorrow morning.

So after a 5 hour long journey in freezing fog it is good to rest up here – and think about my talk and to wait for some food to be delivered to my table near the tree…

The place is quiet – almost too quiet – I will report back if anything of interest occur. And feed back about tomorrow

Mx

My Dad in 1937

Revisiting your childhood family home always throws up thoughts and emotions.

The last time I lived here properly was in 1979 before heading off to university.

Tonight a picture caught my eye. It had always been there. But I had never looked at it properly. I mean really properly.

My dad with a glint in his eye – as a small child. It’s funny you never really think of your parents as small children. Even after they have long gone – the look in that small child’s eye brings back his voice, his laugh and the glint in that cheeky face.

DNA – man it keeps on running – That is all I know