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Monday, 23 December 2013
Regrets, I have but few...
Yesterday's posting reminded me that one of the things I've really regretted in life is that I've never had a black friend, or even known a black family.
I'm sure some people will think this all very non-PC, but tant pis; it's the truth.
I was brought up in leafy Surrey (just south of London), where there were no black people. I went to a series of all white schools, I worked in bizarrely all white jobs, and then when I was 25 I moved to a 99.9% white area of S W France. My path has never crossed that white line.
I have no idea what I would have learned from any such friendship, maybe nothing; but it would have been interesting to have discovered that for myself. I like to think that any contrast in our exterior appearances would not have made the slightest difference to a friendship, because that's how I view things without having had the actual experience.
In aprox 1973 I was standing on Toulouse Railway Station with my 4/5 year old son Kimbo, waiting for the Paris train, when he suddenly pointed and said loudly "Look daddy, a black man!". I turned to my right and there was this big guy standing beside me, who replied in a booming American accent."ME BLACK MAN". I apologised and explained to him that we lived way out in the country, and that my son had never before seen anyone with dark skin; we ended-up both having a good laugh. Now there was a guy I'd liked to have been friends with.
We went with friends to the Scallop festival in Whitianga; a charming
seaside town in the Coromandal District.
Had a great time...5000 people, lots of wine...
4 years ago
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 45 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), a Border Collie/Black Lab' cross called Bok, a cat called Freddie, plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!