Bradshaw, me, and journeying

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Since January this year George Bradshaw and his Hand Book to London, 1862, have been my companions in London. Together with a small camera we have walked purposefully and wandered thoughtfully through the City. I have spent hours reading and searching for facts, and more hours arranging material on the new blogsite.


My mother died last year. All the expressions we use – ‘transitioned’, ‘passed on’, ‘lost’ – carry the hope of reunion, meeting again. In the first months I could feel her with me almost all the time. But I was in a shadow world, I watched myself exist in the days, with restless nights. Perhaps if I had children there would have been an ‘anchor’ in the future, some reason for returning.

I needed to move on, to journey. By chance I found my guide, and I stepped out in the freezing cold of January, walking, my only purpose to understand what I was reading. I wanted to see, and I started taking photographs.

Have I arrived anywhere? Or found a direction? No, but I feel I am not ready to return to the shadow world. I am blessed with friendship which has the courage to journey with me, and grateful to readers who follow.

5 Responses

  1. Candy Blackham

    I too am touched, and surprised, and yes, I do accept. The way forward is not clear but at least I am not sitting in a corner, facing the wall. Thank you

  2. The Snail of Happiness

    Hi Candy, I have directed my readers here from a post on my blog about inner peace ( I received a blog award of that name and was writing a post related to the subject anyway. I’m not a great fan of blogging awards, but if you are and should you wish to accept it, consider yourself nominated.
    I have been very touched by your idea of using Bradshaw to help get you out of a dark place… I hope that it continues to help and that you are starting to find a way forward.

  3. Mandy

    I’ll look forward to seeing your updated blog. I found this post through NaBloPoMo, but I am really intrigued by the concept of your work. I imagine your photographs have depth and emotion that I simply can’t wait to see. It’s wonderful how something positive can stem from a personal tragedy.

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