Tag Archives: Jamaica

FMM 12 6 19 Reggaefication

“Where destruction is the motive, unity is dangerous.” ~ Ravi Zacharias.  I may be prejudiced, but there is something special about Jamaica the country and Jamaica the people.  When my mother was in the last decade of her life, after she had lost her life partner (married for 66 years, engaged for 3 years before […]

FMM 11 8 19 Dollar Treats

“True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories.” ~ Florence King. I opened a box of Pears Soap this week, and immediately embarked upon a journey of remembering.  That brown, translucent oval shape, that smell, evoked a host of memories.  In fact it was not the Pears Soap I was remembering so much as […]

FMM 11 1 19 Inner Vision

“Vision is the true creative rhythm.” ~ Robert Delaunay. Childhood is a time of wonder, of imaginary worlds and sometimes, confusion.  There are always those gaps in understanding, where a child may hear something and then try to fill in the blanks.  My grandson wanted to be taken to Christmas once.  It was just around […]

FMM 10 25 19 Falling

“Small acts, when multiplied by millions of people, can transform the world.” ~Howard Zinn.  I don’t have many memories of changing seasons from my childhood.  Perhaps, before global warming, the weather in England went from cold and rainy to cool and rainy! I am sure I must have seen the autumnal colors, resplendent in oranges […]

FMM 10 4 19 Casting long Shadows

“Above the cloud with its shadow is the star with its light. Above all things reverence thyself.” ~ Pythagoras. I am not sure when I was introduced to philosophy or the great philosophers.  I know my father used to ‘wax philosophical’ at the drop of a hat.  I must have learnt about Socrates, Plato, and […]

FMM 7 26 19 Don’t get it Twisted

“The finest language is mostly made up of simple unimposing words.” ~ George Eliot. “Farmer Jones walked up the path, drunk as usual.” I have never forgotten that line, the opening line to a book thrust into my hands when I was maybe eight years old.  I had just started school in the hills of […]

FMM 7 12 19 Taken for Granted

“Nature’s beauty is a gift that cultivates appreciation and gratitude.” ~ Louie Schwartzberg.  I am neither a sun-worshiper nor a frequent beach-goer.  As a child I have two sets of memories of going to the beach.  In my early years in the UK, beach meant a cold and usually rainy campsite within walking distance of […]