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Nearing, Seeing

On my ‘day off’ a couple of weeks ago, I went and wandered round the Ashmolean Museum in Oxford, going whereever I felt drawn. Presently I found myself up on the second floor, in front of a huge wooden carving of a seated Guan Yin. There she is in her… Read more »Nearing, Seeing

The I Ching and badminton

My husband and I go out on the back lawn when the weather’s good enough, and play badminton. Let’s see… David’s six feet tall, lean and wiry and a natural athlete; I’m five foot two, about two stone overweight, and hopelessly uncoordinated – you know the one who can’t even… Read more »The I Ching and badminton