Today a storm came and Lou Reed died

Dear Emma

You may have heard about the storm we were expecting. It came last night. We are OK ; nothing moved. I had been making sure  that  everything outside in the garden could stand still; in harsh winds, so when the warnings were put out about keeping inside all we  had to do was make sure the dustbin lids were in place and weighted down  and sit it out. I had to stay in   for  the electricity man   who had been booked to replace the meter anyway, and there was still the business of  trying to get hold of  a plumber  about  the central heating which  has been making curiously loud clunks lately. Loud enough , you would think  the system is  ready to blow up any moment. So today I  mostly looked out of the window at the garden under siege. And it didn’t move.

Elsewhere the storm was finishing off  old sheds, pulling up trees at the side of the roads, ripping up dodgy scaffolding  and causing seasonal havoc  in parts of London  and the South Coast according to the BBC. As a precaution  commuter trains had ceased to function for a few hours, buses were cancelled, and  more cars  than ever were parked on the kerbside all over the country. And all over the country thousands  lost  their electric supplies. We heard  that one person was killed when a tall  tree close to her caravan fell onto her in her sleep and that one young boy got lost in the sea, even though he had only ventured into the shallow.  And there were two more who died in the chaos ………………. All bad stuff but  it could have been worse said the BBC.

If I hadn’t been warned  about the forthcoming  storm and the 80 mile an hour wind blistering through my garden  I would never have known that it was  anything than just another drab  wet day. Even the electric man had had a drama; he told me he had seen that morning, the untethered  trampoline in his  neighbours garden, making  a  sudden magnificent escape, by  ripping into the air  and  flying  over  his garden  into his other neighbours garden and there  demolished a  brand new fence . No one was hurt. It could have been worse…….

Lou Reed died today.

A few years ago,  the BBC used his song ’ Perfect Day’  as a theme for the yearly Children in Need appeal. The visuals that came with  the song  portrayed  an ordered  garden , a park , full of clipped hedging and   ordered  topiary shapes.  A fantasy garden  portraying  the stuff of summery dreams. A strangely comforting order portrayed  along with that  beautiful velvety voice interspersed by a variety of other voices of known singers  and not so known singers, even kids , singing his words.Although vital elements, I have forgotten who they were, because all I wanted was to hear  was his voice  again, between them …..to keep  carrying on……. bringing back the feeling of being  in a  sun baked  day, and  walking back home  tired but refreshed, still  remembering the  magical garden, the sun and the company  and nothing to worry about, an ice cream in hand.

Well that song made me want a garden like the one  behind  Lou Reed’s  Perfect Day  so that I could keep the voice ,the summer,  the tune,  his words in my head  forever. So I set about having a  garden mostly  with clipped box hedging. A garden that  wouldn’t  move in the wind,  a garden  that  would hold  onto summer for as long as it can, keeping visions of picnics and kids and people and  things  (and  dry sandpits maybe). And gradually I did.

Ever since hearing  that song played out I have been  growing box hedging one way or another ( probably not that great really, but its great in my head) …..  and now  I have  a low clipped  box hedging   and shaped box trees in containers in my garden. These dear little trees  behave themselves and are  so easy to  keep and this year it all looks  better that it ever has.  Anyway, today, in all that wind ( and with bin lids hemmed down)  my garden didn’t move . Never felt so safe.  Then the  sun came out. The day Lou Reed died.

love Rosie

8 thoughts on “Today a storm came and Lou Reed died

  1. Wow, at first I presumed there had been a storm in America until you mentioned London then I realised it was in Britain, and I had no idea. I live in Inverness, so too far away to have noticed anything. I hope it has all passed over and everyone is safe.
    Also, I was nodding my head in agreement when you said that you just wanted to hear Lou Reed’s voice in between all those other people singing. I felt exactly the same whenever I heard that song. Thanks, keep safe.

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    1. Everything is fine here now, the sun is streaming down now! You really wouldn’t know there had been a storm! Nice to hear you felt the same about the song and thanks for taking the time to write. Looking forward to more of your poetry.

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  2. Dear Gill McGrath, I don’t know who Emma is or was and I don’t want to know. Actually I lie. I do want to know. I have a few theories and I think that all of them are good. Do you think that you could publish “Letters To Emma”? It so reminds me of “84 Charing Cross Road” by Helene Hunff. If you have never read read it NOW. And then write back saying “Of course I have read “84 Charing Cross Rd.”
    Anyway I love good writing and I think I write quite well but you and Em have blown my socks off.
    It is the best bit of writing I have read for yonks.

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    1. Dear Suchled, Thanks for letting me know you are bare footed! Sorry and all that! I didn’t mean to make you loose them ! So far I know nothing of the 84 Charring Cross Road book and now I realize only vaguely that there was a film, having looked it up on Wiki. I will certainly read it and tell you that I have! It is very difficult to explain Em here as I have to keep her where she is in case she gets lost again. As it is she makes me get right to the middle of things and I find I write better for that. She is a quest! I dare n’t say too much here in case her ear disappears with me on her tale. She was hard to find. I am sure you know what I mean. Sorry to sound so cryptic….. But I will let you know more and will write a long answer to you soon enough ( be warned!) I am delighted you asked and I hope you can wait a bit . And yes it is all good. And Suchled… You have a lovely blog and a beautiful voice…. the children must have loved you! 🙂

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      1. Thank you. I really don’t want you to give Em away for if you do you may very well lose her. But in the end she might agree to being published.
        By the way you are only the second person to “like” the story of the Gnome Tree. Maybe I should re post.

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