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Tea and memories

07.09.04 (9:07 am) [edit]

I was having my first cup of tea of the day and my mind was doing the free flow thing it does in the early mornings; “How did that man get to The Lebanon from Iraq?.. must take something out of the freezer for dinner…why does the sound of water on glass sound so relaxing?..when did I lose contact with Richard?”

Richard was my personal tutor when I was at college. I didn’t do college till I was in my mid twenties. We’d taken a year off and travelled Australia and Thailand, and when I got back to UK decided to retrain. So that’s how I found myself sitting in a small room somewhere in North East London Poly’ being talked at by what I thought was the coolest tutor ever. Richard was in his forties, amazingly intelligent, his glasses were held to his head with a rubber band and he never wore shoes.

Richard had a mission. Somewhere between that first day when we all sat with wide eyes and the day we walked out of his life we’d learn to write.

I’d hand in an assignment and he’d say, “rewrite it, but this time use half the amount of words without losing any content”. What started life as reams of waffle would eventually end up as a single page of fact.

I kept in touch with Richard after leaving college. He even spent a weekend helping me rewrite a departmental manual when *I* was teaching. Thinking about him has made me smile…I know what he’d say if he was to read this post. “That’s sentimental crap Andaloo, take it away and…”

I’m off to call an old friend who probably thinks I’ve walked out of his life.

posted by: lynne (reply)
post date: 07.09.04 (4:49 am)

What a nice post, Andaloo. I almost felt like I was sitting in Spain having a nice cup of tea with you while you tell me about your tutor. ;)

posted by: aWindow (reply)
post date: 07.09.04 (7:12 am)

This is half of the story, how you've learned to write so articulately, but writing in this nice way needs a heart that knows how to feel and how to see as well... we would sure like to know about that too.
My respects to all the teachers who happened to pass your path, titled or untitled alike... they have done an amazong job.
(I remembered to type in my nickname this time :))) )

posted by: SusanofPudlin (reply)
post date: 07.09.04 (7:15 am)

Indeed, I was there with you in the Loopy Land, drinking tea. Lynne, pass the jam for the scones if you will.

posted by: Mimi (reply)
post date: 07.09.04 (11:28 am)

could i please join the tea party. i promise to bring classic hats!

posted by: Andaloo (reply)
post date: 07.10.04 (1:00 am)

Reply to: Mimi
The more the merrier, and anybody with classic hats is way at the top of my list of people to have tea with!

posted by: Andaloo (reply)
post date: 07.10.04 (1:15 am)

Reply to: aWindow
You know it's weird, when I started to write this blog I decided not to write anything "personal". I only started writing because I enjoyed reading other people's blogs and thought it was only fair to contribute something in return. Just the other day I was thinking how the personal stuff had started creeping in, but reading your comment makes me wonder. Am I guarded?

posted by: aWindow (reply)
post date: 07.10.04 (1:57 pm)

Reply to: Andaloo
But why not? it's such a liberating feeling to share specially with the beautiful way of writing as yours.

I think we are all guarded up to a certain point but usually its not against others, its us guarding ourselves from feeling again.
I may be wrong about that as usual though :)

posted by: blondebondgirl (reply)
post date: 07.11.04 (6:23 am)

Good post... i have everything works out :)