There are also photos that influenced our choice to have children.
I also love the notion that your ancestor may have known that tree. Those trees hold so much in their memories. Their lineages, and ours, have survived so much.
Thank you Lindsay! I love that you've been influenced by photos in your choice to have children, that's really interesting. To me the kind of thoughts and feelings that result from photos like this feel simultaneously like the biggest, most important reason to have children and also the most nostalgic/romantic/impractical!!
For us it was a photo that contributed to a second child. My husband saw a photo of him and his sister hugging. There is a lot of love and emotion in the photo and he wanted our child to have a sibling relationship.
I love this, Kate. I could feel the connections you were making with your family as you crossed paths with each other in the different parts of London. We do live as members of an enormous web, so wonderful to get a taste of it.
What a beautiful and stirring piece, thank you. I’ve always loved cemeteries and I’ve always loved, loved, loved trees. I walked with you through that overgrown cemetery and could hear the reverence.
Have you heard of the trend of becoming compost for a new tree instead of being buried or cremated? I think I’m a fan. (I would like a marker, though…)
Thank you so much Donna, it makes me so happy to read that! And I have not heard of this but I am going to go and investigate now. I've already told my partner I want to become a tree after I die, so if I die first, he has instructions!
A great piece that connected with me on so many levels.
I wrote a song in December called ‘Costard’s Last Stand’ (mixing it for an album with my co-writer Peter Towner in July), starts off from an imagined funeral. ‘Nunhead’ is mentioned and, spelling it out, which we lyricists don’t like to do: I’m playing with the perceived ambiguity – at least for South Londoners of ‘Do I mean the station or the cemetery?’. Or is the station a departure point? Creative departure point etc. Haha!
So please excuse wanting to share an excerpt:
“Tell ‘em you’re damaged goods from the prongs of the railing war,
This is beautiful Kate.
There are also photos that influenced our choice to have children.
I also love the notion that your ancestor may have known that tree. Those trees hold so much in their memories. Their lineages, and ours, have survived so much.
Thank you Lindsay! I love that you've been influenced by photos in your choice to have children, that's really interesting. To me the kind of thoughts and feelings that result from photos like this feel simultaneously like the biggest, most important reason to have children and also the most nostalgic/romantic/impractical!!
For us it was a photo that contributed to a second child. My husband saw a photo of him and his sister hugging. There is a lot of love and emotion in the photo and he wanted our child to have a sibling relationship.
I love this, Kate. I could feel the connections you were making with your family as you crossed paths with each other in the different parts of London. We do live as members of an enormous web, so wonderful to get a taste of it.
Thank you! Yes, the web is kind of intoxicating and possibly a bit overwhelming when you really tune into it!
I agree. Wow and also whoa:)
What a lovely and beautiful piece, Kate. I really enjoyed reading it! X
Thank you so much m'dear 🥰
What a beautiful and stirring piece, thank you. I’ve always loved cemeteries and I’ve always loved, loved, loved trees. I walked with you through that overgrown cemetery and could hear the reverence.
Have you heard of the trend of becoming compost for a new tree instead of being buried or cremated? I think I’m a fan. (I would like a marker, though…)
Thank you so much Donna, it makes me so happy to read that! And I have not heard of this but I am going to go and investigate now. I've already told my partner I want to become a tree after I die, so if I die first, he has instructions!
Hi Kate
Thank you.
A great piece that connected with me on so many levels.
I wrote a song in December called ‘Costard’s Last Stand’ (mixing it for an album with my co-writer Peter Towner in July), starts off from an imagined funeral. ‘Nunhead’ is mentioned and, spelling it out, which we lyricists don’t like to do: I’m playing with the perceived ambiguity – at least for South Londoners of ‘Do I mean the station or the cemetery?’. Or is the station a departure point? Creative departure point etc. Haha!
So please excuse wanting to share an excerpt:
“Tell ‘em you’re damaged goods from the prongs of the railing war,
holding Casey’s Court in a crematorium.
Grieving for the old slam doors, aintcha?
Giving it the old bamboozle’em.
Living for the less-frequented;
no not Nunhead, anymore.”
Lyrics: Danny Ward ‘Costard’s Last Stand’ ©Faedom 2024. https://faedom.co.uk
Hope to release the album in the autumn.
My dad was evacuated from King’s Cross to Kings Lynn – another story.
Keep on keeping on – "It is all enormous!"
Fellow tree-hugging, ancestor-ist
xD