RosiePosted by Rachel Dwyer 14 Feb, 2019 04:25PM
Just back from a fabulous mini-break in Dam , and for the first time ,after 6 years of visiting at least twice a year ,we visited The Rijksmuseum.
Previously we've walked past it , sailed past it , motored past it , walked through it , played boules on Museumplein behind it , taken photos on the now defunct IAMSTERDAM- in fact everything ,but go in it .
So on Tuesday we did ......only to find out the BIG exhibition 'All the Rembrants' starts tomorrow .Still it gave us more time to eat kibbling and drink one too many Iijndejaars- which at 9% ,wasn't a wise move , when you have a plane to catch the next day .
RosiePosted by Rachel Dwyer 09 Feb, 2019 07:47AM
We're leaving on a jet plane ...
Will we be the only ones without a dildo shaped hat on our head ?
Dam here we come ......
RosiePosted by Rachel Dwyer 08 Feb, 2019 07:29AM
This is a Mass for the repose of the soul of Rosie Dwyer.
Ten words you never want to hear - but ten times we have .
Thank you Anne for organising and to our dear friends who came and supported us .
It is beautiful , serene , a bit daunting and for me , a time to take Rosie and nothing else into my head for half an hour.
RosiePosted by Rachel Dwyer 05 Feb, 2019 09:47AM
You can't tell a book by it's cover ,a sausage by it's skin , a Soupy Guest by their facial tattoos.... or so the sayings go .
The best bit at Soupy for me is the chat - with everyone ...guests, volunteers , people that drop stuff off . But on Sunday it was a bit different - gentler ,calmer, dam good bread donated by Pitshanger Bakery , loads of grated cheese , beans ,potatoes , spare seats , a steady trickle of people coming and going and no argy bargy .So ,in other words , lots of time to talk .
So now I go back to my first line ...
Long term guest ( and one of my favourites ) T , introduces me to B .They share a dependancy on alcohol and also on drugs - but the drugs are not recreational , they are for control of their epilepsy .But the drugs don't work ,because ( and I think this is what they said- don't quote me on this ) the alcohol does something to the liver which then stops the effectiveness of the drugs . And so they have seizures and end up in hospital .They weren't moaning , just telling me how it is . Then T leaves and B and I continue our conversation . He tells me about his life in Ireland ,London in the army ,in action .He tells me he has been shot and has a violent temper and in order to curb his temper ,he self-harms and then he shows me his scars . Then for some reason we get onto the subject of nature and it's benefits .He often gets up early and sits by the canal , if things are bad he walks The Grand Union to Birmingham , it takes him 3 days and he knows where to shelter .Then he tells me he writes poetry and could he tell me one of his poems .It was so beautiful ,I had the wind blown out of my sails . (I'm not sure what he thought of the moment as just as we arrived at Soupy one of my hearing-aid batteries died so I was only on fifty percent audio hook-up , so he might have feared me invading his personal space ). I suggested he wrote his poems down , which he thought was a silly idea .So I said you would expect an artist to carry a sketch-book and a pencil , well this is the same thing . So next time I go ,I'm going to put a little Muji red notebook in my pocket , just in case he's there
RosiePosted by Rachel Dwyer 03 Feb, 2019 12:51PM
In between a morning with Alice and an afternoon at Soupy ,I listened to Bob Mortimers' Desert Island Discs .
I've just about picked myself up off the floor .
Why ? ...you might ask ....
1.Talking about the sudden death of his Father , when he was just 7 .He said
''It kind of defined my personality.I think it's just as simple as when something so precious is taken away from you, you can feel very insecure .I think they call it 'compulsive helping'.Just to make sure people aren't going to abandon you - you make them really rely on you.''
2. He chose the song 'Some Fantastic Place' .The hope being that after you are dead you might be able to meet up with your loved ones in some way
3. His final song -King of the Rodeo by Kings of Leon .......Which was the final song in Rosie's Funeral Service
RosiePosted by Rachel Dwyer 28 Jan, 2019 04:52PM
It's weird , I feel a bit guilty if I don't write on Rosie's website .But I've come to the point I feel what I say is boring .When I write about grief ,I've said it before .When I write about me ,I'm in danger of narcissistic , When I write about art ,I don't really know what I'm talking about , and when I write about stuff ,it's just stuff .
So I'm just going to do a bit of brain gym ( or as my colleague ,Paul , calls it - a brain dump ) and say whatever comes into my head -
'Call the Midwife' and 'The Favourite' - both fab and both about women who are screwed up as their child died ( 17 in the case of Queen Anne ) ......and I said i wouldn't write about grief .
The visit to The House of Commons was exciting and beautiful and I was proud to be in invited .Big it up for 'The Cultural Inclusion Manifesto'.............
Having Sunday lunch with Alice and her family was a treat .
Cliveden with C&B was a down dale up hill beaut of a walk followed by the best proper ( pastry underneath and on top ) steak pie and chips ever .Thumbs up to the pub waiter who bought us 2 extra boats of home-made gravy .
My 60th birthday magical mystery tour on Saturday was to Kettle's Yard ,Cambridge . What a house and gallery .I'm inspired .I'm looking at 106 in a different light .Should I hang pictures below the Dado rail ?
I don't want to walk on my kitchen tiles -they are so beautiful .
I'm worried my steak pie might make a reappearance during Zumba tonight ****
RosiePosted by Rachel Dwyer 22 Jan, 2019 08:28AM
I hope tonight , walking down the corridors of power ( joke ) , that is The House of Commons , I don't bump into Theresa, Jacob,Michael or Boris - to name but a few .
That is a pretty unsubtle way of saying ,I've been invited to a Cultural Inclusion Manifesto event by the Labour MP ,Sharon Hodgson .
I'm quite chuffed
RosiePosted by Rachel Dwyer 19 Jan, 2019 07:55AM
Emily Grace is one today - a big fat happy Birthday to such a joyous little bundle of love .
My thermals are packed and I'm heading east ( like the wise men or was it the star ?) to the coast for the weekend , meanwhile , John the carpenter fits more of our kitchen
It's just like an out of kilter nativity