I quite miss all the excitement of the election and though it seemed totally disastrous, I was pleased that the Greens did so well all over the country and our candidate, Alf Stirling, in Lewes did not lose his deposit. And I was glad too that lovely Caroline Lucas kept her seat in Brighton.
My brother, sister and I who were aged eighteen, nine and fourteen respectively in May 1945 on VE Day, have no recollection of it whatsoever. Brother P said he thought there could have been a street party but surely I would have remembered it too. Did we have the day off school? Who knows. It is very strange, as we were living in North London and it was only a short bus and tube ride up to join the crowds outside Buckingham Palace. P and I can remember the Jubilee in 1936 when we were given a pencil, a book and a mug.
I went to an exhibition in a darkened church in Brighton for the Festival called Dawn Chorus. Apparently if you slow down bird song it sounds just like human speech. There were recordings of singers who imitated birds and then it was speeded up and this was accompanied by huge images of these people lying in the bath or reading or lying in bed. It was all very peculiar but it made you wonder what ordinary garden birds are really saying when they are twittering away.
I think I heard a nightingale yesterday as I walked up Lodge Hill with BW. It is just heavenly up there at the moment with all the birds and spring flowers.
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