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Gardening Leave: December 2014
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Contact: rockinahill@gmail.com website: www.jonathanchant.com. Monday, 29 December 2014. Voices From The Sea. A voice from the sea. Speaks in a far away garden. Out of the leaves. Sunday, 28 December 2014. It is difficult to concentrate right now:. Is being played out through the medium of smart phone. Meanwhile, the sky is a pleasing shade of grey. Adds a slight distortion. To the trees where there is a shed redolent. Of a petrol lawnmower. A blue bicycle with three-speed Sturmey Archer gears. But I did...
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Gardening Leave: September 2014
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Contact: rockinahill@gmail.com website: www.jonathanchant.com. Sunday, 28 September 2014. The Only Thing For Certain. A corner of the curtain peeled back. To reveal a triangle of light. Night. Is still mixed in with the angles. And will be for a while yet. The light, falling on the table. And birds singing an autumn song. Less frenetic than the full pell-mell. Of spring and summer. But despite everything,. Whatever this day might bring. The only thing for certain. Is that this light will keep growing.
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Gardening Leave: March 2015
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Contact: rockinahill@gmail.com website: www.jonathanchant.com. Tuesday, 31 March 2015. The Once and Future King. The bus driver, inscrutable behind dark glasses, wears a scarf. Like mine and tries to defy the known laws of physics by forcing. Two gold coins through the skin and bones of my palm in reaction. To my apology when I hand him a ten pound note and tell him. That I don’t have anything smaller. I thank him all the same and tell. It mean if my feet are pointing towards you? The once and future king.
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Gardening Leave: April 2015
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Contact: rockinahill@gmail.com website: www.jonathanchant.com. Wednesday, 29 April 2015. In the days before a whole generation became harnessed to the mobile phone my parents bought me a portable black and white TV. There were three channels to choose from and at least two of them closed down at midnight. Not long after this a season of Clint Eastwood films began. Nonetheless, it’s probably fair to say that I took things too far and displayed an error of judgement the night I fired up a cigar. Was being ...
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Gardening Leave: The Labourer
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Contact: rockinahill@gmail.com website: www.jonathanchant.com. Saturday, 15 August 2015. The old timer narrows his eyes. 15 August 2015 at 20:41. 16 August 2015 at 21:20. Thank you, Red. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A new collection of stories available now . Click on image for details. The Quest Of Great Celtic Mystery. New Chapbook Available (email rockinahill@gmail.com for details). Essential guides for the journey. Leave It By The Closet. The Truth About Lies. Towards a future tome. When The L...
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Gardening Leave: July 2015
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Contact: rockinahill@gmail.com website: www.jonathanchant.com. Sunday, 26 July 2015. A Year In A Day. Friday, 24 July 2015. This Is An Emergency. Tuesday, 21 July 2015. Paint and glue, open a window! You follow the puzzle. Fatal to panic, if you bypass any stage without maximum concentration, try to speed beyond being in the moment you’re sure to have a botched job on your hands. The days do not come in a cellophane wrapped box with a folded insert of paper. No ready made sketch to follow. You, the obser...
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Gardening Leave: August 2015
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Contact: rockinahill@gmail.com website: www.jonathanchant.com. Saturday, 29 August 2015. Monday, 24 August 2015. Airless August. I feel like I’m drowning. It takes a will of iron to keep on the path. Dry dust snaking between waist high wheat,. A few green rogues ringing their unwelcome bells. Under a blazing sun. You have the luxury of projecting. Your image into an imagined future:. Picture the life that you’d like,. The right people and place. A yellow combine travels in a cloud of dust. An email allud...
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Gardening Leave: The Return Of The Clangers
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Contact: rockinahill@gmail.com website: www.jonathanchant.com. Sunday, 9 August 2015. The Return Of The Clangers. Unlike most revivals, the strange sock-like creatures haven’t been perfected by the smoothness of CGI. They even sound the same and the Soup Dragon still has the power to charm. Michael Palin has the right sixties tone of voice. 13 August 2015 at 07:42. Love that you dodged that bullet. 13 August 2015 at 07:43. Love that I did too.lucky us.). 14 August 2015 at 19:00. It Is a Debauch'. A chann...
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Gardening Leave: August 2014
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Contact: rockinahill@gmail.com website: www.jonathanchant.com. Sunday, 31 August 2014. Doorway To The Garden. We walk over the forest. I tell you about fragments of books. Authors, titles long forgotten. I can’t trace them no more. Gone forever. Like dreams. But they still let me into secret worlds. I build my own stories around them. Doorways into the garden. Saturday, 30 August 2014. Red Admirals/Memories of Glastonbury. The first of the Beaujolais was in. But I was experimenting with green ginger wine.
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Gardening Leave: June 2015
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Contact: rockinahill@gmail.com website: www.jonathanchant.com. Tuesday, 30 June 2015. The time comes around and around again. The possibilities are endless, dozing in sunlight,. The Who headline the stage inside my head. In the morning I read the reviews. Fortunately, it was just me. The Who and the desire. Late afternoon in a winter mirror. Like all wishes cast in the well. The rain came true. Climb the spine of the hill. Lap, lap, lapping. The wind cuts, just like a knife. Saturday, 27 June 2015. For w...