Ice on the trees, catching the sun – a candelabra of light before the soft snow that has been falling through much of today: a White Christmas after all. Merry Christmas Everyone!
I omitted to say that the ice-storm was also, in its way, quite beautiful – suddenly there were chrystal chandeliers, suspended everywhere. Here are three images, of the magnolia in front of us, and the power lines in the alley behind us.
Ice storm hits Toronto – Photo Galleries – Toronto – CBC News. More than 260,000 Toronto households without power right now, because of the huge ice-storm that has swept through. Fortunately we are not amongst them. We did however provide a bed overnight for our friend Boyd, who is without heat or light or cooking
1918. No end in sight, when you were born, to the Great War; no signs, yet, of the sudden collapse of Germany and the coming Armistice. A fitting birth, perhaps, in a time of world conflagration, for the child who would become the man who would symbolise the end of apartheid, and loom so large
I was on a launch, out in Wellington Harbour: on board was the South African Deputy President, Phumzile Mlambo-Ngcuka, and a delegation of fellow South Africans. Our host was Helen Clark, the New Zealand Prime Minister. A police boat bobbed discreetly in our wake; the afternoon light faded, and the music and canapes and drinks
Here is a morsel – a feast – of literary-political gossip that The Guardian has done us all the favour of publishing, and that I can’t resist sharing. One dark London night a black limo glides away from Downing Street; in it, the Prime Minister, Margaret Thatcher, en route to a most extraordinary dinner encounter
Today’s Financial Times has a sober and realistic message regarding Mandela’s achievement and his legacy, including the unfinished business of social and economic transformation in South Africa.
South Africa’s Business Day has a pretty fair obituary for Mandela, and message for the country.
An old friend and colleague from South Africa sent me a link, this morning, to a commemorative page put out by the Nelson Mandela Foundation, where she had worked for a time. I wrote back to say how much I wished I could be there, to share in the tears and laughter and the celebration.