Between the vernal equinox and its autumnal confrère tomorrow there has been perhaps an excess of fevered activity. Aside from the usual time in London, I have been in Amsterdam, the Wolds of Lincolnshire, the Essex seaside, the Pyrenees, Kent, Paris (much scrubbed up since my last stay), Chartres, Oxford, Hertfordshire, Buckinghamshire, Lebanon, Midlothian, Connacht, and Norfolk. And before Christmas I should have two trips to Rome.
Regardless, here are just a few photos from the past six months, arranged in roughly chronological order and lightly explained, in order to keep you up to speed.
No. 9, Downing Street — A drinks party to celebrate the Dissolution.
Fulham – A colourful brunch.
Mill Hill NW9 — Boris launches the London campaign. (You can just about make out a Cusackian head on the right.)
Vauxhall — Man’s best friend.
Clacton-on-Sea, Essex — With Leila from Mogadishu, my favourite leafletter.
Walesby, Lincs — A quiet moment in All Saints’ Church on the Viking Way.
Lourdes — Making myself useful for once. (Photo: Steph Kalber)
Knole, Kent — Celebrating Europe Day / VE Day / the general election victory.
Albert Embankment, London — Further victory celebrations.
Oxford — Max has actually never been seen not wearing that waistcoat.
Green Park — Saturdays are for picnicking.
Islington — Observing the curious customs of the County Fermanagh diaspora.
Sissinghurst, Kent — Popping open some prosecco in the spirit of Sackville-West.
Palace of Westminster — Dr Wim de Villiers, the new rector of Stellenbosch, pictured with our fellow Matie, former South African PM General Smuts.
Soho, London — Wine-bars breed conspiracy.
Oxford — Speeches hailing matrimonial bliss.
Parsons Green — Just another typical Sunday afternoon building cut-out reconstructions of Spanish Holy Week processions.
Byblos, Lebanon — The sun sets in the oldest port in the world (settled for five thousand years).
Chabrouh, Lebanon — The last luncheon of the fortnight.
South Kensington — Tea party with Chelsea Pensioners.
Co. Mayo — Croagh Patrick, the Holy Mountain.
Stoke Newington — Portuguese Water Dogs are fond of the double-bass.
Vauxhall — These cupcakes were baked for me by Ed Balls’s god-daughter.
Lovely photo from Byblos. Traveling as you do,I admire your inexhaustible energy.