Comments on: Go Home Again: 4 Ways To Love Where You Are

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By: Mikeachim

Mikeachim — Tue, 27 Oct 2009 21:44:48 +0000

Good point 5). Thanks!

Although with the caveat that all photographs are taken only to back up a mental image or freshly-made memory – not to replace it. I’ve found that when I’ve been snap-happy, I’ve been so focussed on taking the photo that I only look at the results in depth when I’ve got home and they’re up to screen – at which point it’s way too late. And I think that’s my main gripe with camcorders. When you capture it all on film, you’ve captured none of it firsthand.

…but yes, taking a photo forces a perspective. You *have* to see it for what it is. And that’s startling and nice when it’s your own home.

By: Mikeachim

Mikeachim — Tue, 27 Oct 2009 21:40:34 +0000

Nice words indeed. Thank you for them.

Does this mean I’ll be seeing the review of it on your blog?

By: Vera Marie Badertscher

Vera Marie Badertscher — Sun, 25 Oct 2009 20:57:17 +0000

Reading these notes makes me realize that I live in a place that might seem exotic–or at any rate quite different–to your commenters, Mike. I live on the edge of the Sonoran desert in Tucson, Arizona, which is ringed by mountains and celebrates its Spanish roots since it was part of Spain nearly longer than it has been part of the United States.

I love your essay, and would add a fifth point–an enlargement on 4, perhaps–photograph it. My cousin, who lives in St. Petersburg, Florida, photographed the beautiful seaside where he walks each day, and I took my turn by photographing the foothills where I walk. Concentrating on a photograph can make you look at your home in a different way. (And I wish you had identified those gorgeous photos you used here.)

By: Catherine

Catherine — Sun, 25 Oct 2009 00:11:17 +0000

“familiarity makes the world disappear”… I have to tape that to my fridge!

Such a lovely post, Mike. There is a bed and breakfast down the road that I’ve been meaning to try. You’ve inspired me.

By: Mikeachim

Mikeachim — Thu, 22 Oct 2009 13:39:45 +0000

Judith –

Then you have a stronger stomach than I.

Norah Batty’s stockings. Fully-grown men careering down hills in nuclear-powered bathtubs. The Unknown Something that Compo has hidden in a matchbox that he shows old ladies to make them faint.

It’s all the stuff of nightmares. Stephen King with a grubby woollen hat and wellies.

By: JudithinUmbria

JudithinUmbria — Wed, 21 Oct 2009 08:45:48 +0000

Ummm, I saw some of “Last of the Summer Wine” and other than the mangle chase it didn’t loojk that scary.

By: Mikeachim

Mikeachim — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 13:20:16 +0000

Oh, Stephen King would be overwhelmed by York. His pen would explode. All those dank, foetid corners for Things Of The Night to lurk in…those curious atmosphere you get in certain pubs, a special brand of unease that only comes with the landlord being an incest-barmied cannibalistic vampire cult leader, retired mass-murderer or Satanic rites enthusiast. The coffee that they serve at the train station. It’s all very Stephen King here.

By: JudithinUmbria

JudithinUmbria — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 11:46:33 +0000

No, none of those. Of course I did not live in Skowhegan, which may have more of those things. One must also consider that Stephen King might have precisely the same expreience anywhere he lived, even York. With less snow.

By: Mikeachim

Mikeachim — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 15:58:45 +0000

>>”sometimes your drivel almost makes sense.”

I’ve never been so insulted in my life.

But don’t worry, it’s just a freak conjunction of improbabilities. The law of probabilities states that the rest of this blog will be the usual impenetrable rubbish, if that’s any consolation.

There isn’t a “Rough Guide” to Hornsea, my friend. You should look for the “Rough As F**** Guide” for that one.

It’s a new series entirely dominated by east coast English towns.