Sunday
The day after ..
you can imagine in Corriere della Sera the brilliance the impact the unforgettable of yesterday’s farewell ..
This wasn’t saccharrine adulation it was an opportunity to distil What has this personality meant for me?
A gift for words .. a gift to Build .. a gift to Hope and sit it out..
lunch
Today I will go to lunch with a large family gathering.
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A Caretaker of a Shul in a nearby Sea Town will be present.
Last August 2024 the Town Antiques Dealer handed nine Holy Books printed in Lodtz 1890s to me. They were a collection of Talmud and Prayer Books of the German Polish Rite from Vienna and Southern Germany brought to England by emigrants c. 1900.
I knew the books were awaiting burial when I asked about their provenance possibly around the closure of a large Shul 1950s.
From an invitation in one of the books I discovered to my great astonishment there was a connection with an area I’d studied in the 1980’s and so I decided to bury the books in my own garden.
The kaddish d’rabanan burial prayer for holy books ..
Glorified and sanctified be the Creator’s name
in all the world
may the Creator’s Garden
be established in your lifetime
and during your days
and for the life of All
speedily & soon
& say Amen!
So.. I’ll ask the Shul Caretaker at lunch to say a grace before we eat ..
let’s give thanks for our Nourishment
for all who bring & prepare it
& all say Amen!
