Thoughts from a Devon Sitting Room

Recording my life in diaries and photographs, from heady days as a student in London in the 1970’s to being a pensioner on a low income today. My writing is a mixture of insight – from knowledge & experience – and history. I explore my professional and personal interests – energy & climate change, history, politics, music, film, food & drink… the list goes on!

50 YEARS OF PHOTOS

No.11: Southwark Sunset

August 1989: An evening on the Thames from Hay’s Galleria.

  • Heat & Curry?

    Substack diary no.163: Monday, 25th. May 2026

    Late to my diary and, perhaps more importantly, for my cappuccino this morning, which I am enjoying more than usual after a good deal of quite hard work. By lunchtime it will be hot – over 25 degrees celsius – and, since I find it difficult to cope with such temperatures, I started cooking dinner early-ish this morning whilst it was relatively cool. All pots and pans and utensils are washed and back where they belong, and I can relax now that dinner is in the slow cooker.

    ‘Chana chicken’ is a bit of a luxury for me these days as it is quite expensive compared with my usual fare. Not so much expensive to buy – the ingredients are quite cheap – but expensive to cook. It is quite energy intensive; not as energy-costly as a roast dinner (which is beyond my financial means) but more expensive than a simple pasta dish. It will be ready by mid-afternoon but I have no idea if it will be any good. It is one of those meals that would appear to be good for a slow cooker but I have my doubts.

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  • Trouble @ Home – events that would have a dramatic impact on my life – part 2

    LSE Diary Thursday, 15th. April 1976

    One of my flatmates woke me up at 7 o’clock this morning with news about our accommodation. She reassured me that we would be safe in the flat until 25th. June: nothing can happen to us and we were advised to not pay any rent to our landlord Teresa.

    I was at work in City & Guilds as usual but a quick sprint to Alfred Marks at lunchtime revealed there was no cheque for me to cash. Luckily I had brought my cheque book with me; without it I would have had a miserable cashless Easter weekend.

    Back at work my now good friend John Johnson from Orkney took me to the pub and bought me a couple of pints – it was to thank me and say goodbye as this was my last day. I had enjoyed my time here and made some good friends who, at the time, I was not to know that I would see again – and in the not too distant future.

    I left work on the 253 bus to Bethnal Green to visit the Legal Aid office, but it was closed. I was about to enjoy an Easter weekend that, it turned out, would be the warmest for 24 years. It was also the weekend before I became homeless, and spending more time than I would like roaming the streets of London.

    The story continues…

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So who is Colin Anderson?

A Devonian with stories to tell and a love of history, science, philosophy, environment, & entertainment.

An increasing number of people I know are either down the rabbit hole or caught in its event horizon, which I find distressing. I prefer the real world and, like a frantic sponge, I cannot help but soak up knowledge, insight & quality.

Which I like to share…

USA 2016 travelogue

Scotland 2022 travelogue