It’s been nearly two weeks since Middle Son’s (MS’s) accident on a pedestrian crossing. LSW and I are popping up and down to London to see MS while he is in hospital waiting for, and then recovering from, the operations to repair him. We have the flexibility to be able to supplement and fit in around visits from his others. Outside of visiting hours we are able to visit London-based exhibitions and in between trips to London, we tend the everyday of house and garden.
The garden is certainly looking full and colourful. After an unusually slow start, the vegetable patch is starting to come to life. The slugs, deer and pigeons are enjoying a lot of the potential vegetable and fruit produce. However, I hope to pick the blackcurrants that survived the pigeon onslaught next week and chard, spinach and beetroot are now ready for the first harvests.
The meadow is also looking healthy and, in this last week’s sunshine and warmth, it has been full of butterflies and other insects. Youngest Son (YS) and his partner have been staying with us and have been able to enjoy the garden before swapping the rural peace for their new life in London. It has been great to have had their cheery demeanour around the place.
The London exhibition LSW and I went to see in a few spare hours was the Dior: Designer of Dreams exhibition at the Victoria & Albert Museum. The ostentation on show was perhaps the least appropriate thing to appreciate while our minds were wrestling with the gritty practicalities of MS’s circumstances. However, it is a very stylish and well-presented show covering Dior’s clothes, perfumes, partnerships with makers of accessories and seamstresses.
The outfits on show demonstrate Christian Dior’s career and then the contributions of the lead designers who followed him in driving forward the Dior brand. The clothes are consistently beautiful or dramatic or both and the rooms showing his ball gown and garden-influenced designs were particularly impressive.
At the end of the exhibition was a wall with a quote from Christian Dior: “In the world today, haute couture is one of the last repositories of the marvellous”. The show managed to underline that.
Exotic Dior Dresses Influenced By His Travels in Japan and Egypt
I also managed to get to see a free gig by D’Voxx at Rough Trade East. I knew nothing about this electronic duo before turning up but it was another temporary but welcome distraction from reality. The music they played was interesting and got me nodding away to the beats, but what made the gig unusual was that both performers were using modular synthesisers that looked ancient and that seemed to require a lot of wire waving and plug swapping alongside the normal knob-twiddling. It was quite a sight and a fun experience.
LSW and I are heading back to London tomorrow. Maybe we will find a couple more diverse distractions like Dior and D’Voxx to divert us before MS’s final operations and discharge. Fingers crossed for him.
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Difficult times. Its great that you can organise short outings and distractions.
I hope all goes well with your son.