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.

  • Disturbed Sleep?

    Substack diary no.161: Saturday, 23rd. May 2026

    I did not have a very good night’s sleep, and the reason is a failing on my part that occurs from time to time and which I seem unable to prevent. When someone I know as a ‘friend’ or relative engages in hate speech, lies or sophistry I should challenge them but instead I have a tendency to clam-up. However, during the night I find myself having these conversations over and over again, and endlessly rehearsing the things I should have said. Hence the anxiety and lack of sleep that plagued me during the night.

    Anyway, on this fine warm sunny day I find myself already forgetting the unpleasantness, whilst at the same time remembering that yesterday was on the whole a good and quite pleasant day. Conversations with thoughtful people helped enormously, as did a few very good beers!

    Today I shall try to forget about the sharp divisions in society and focus on resting, reading, writing and cooking a nice dinner! I will even watch a good film. I recently acquired a new 4K disc of The Eye (2002), which I have not seen for many years, but which really sticks with you. A film in Cantonese that centres on a woman who, having been the beneficiary of a cornea transplant, feels compelled to track down the dead owner of the cornea as she is now able to see disturbing ‘ghosts’. I shall sleep well tonight!

  • 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…

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