Finding a picture that explains my blogging inspiration is a tricky one but I have settled on this one because it works on several levels:
When my dad died I took possession of a box of papers and mementos which included a scrap book and several exercise books with yellowing dog-eared pages which included notes and stories of things that he liked to write about and keep a record of and these provided a treasure trove of secrets that helped me understand him and get to know him in a different way to I did when he was alive. Discovering new things about him really shouldn’t have come as a great surprise because there are many dimensions to a life but the only one that I was fully familiar with was in his role as my father.
This box of old books is now one of my most treasured possessions and I return to it regularly for inspiration. It is a record of his life that he recorded and archived and I feel privileged to possess this box of history. It occurred to me one time that if my dad had had access to the internet and to the opportunity to share these things with others through a wider medium then he would surely have been a blogger and because I hoped that in twenty or thirty year’s time my own children might like to know about me in the same way, but I don’t want to keep scrap books or written journals, then I decided that the appropriate modern equivalent to the scrap book would be through blog posts.
In this picture I am with my grandchildren, we are sitting on a beach in Greece and waiting for a boat to take us to the town of Corfu.
When I was a boy, we used to travel (not far and certainly not overseas – we didn’t even have a car) but we always had a family holiday and days out now and again. These were important events because my dad had a passion for history and learning and so he shared his interests with me and inspired me in life to enjoy finding out about these places and to study.
Years later I had a family of my own and did the same things with my own children and now even more years later I have grandchildren and I want to introduce them to travel and history and to encourage them to do the same and so I record these events in my blog for them in the hope that one day they will discover it and it will give them some pleasure and inspiration.
My blog is about my travels, the places that I go, the things that I see and how these make me feel. Writing about these travels has inspired me to read some of the classic travel writers and to gain inspiration from them.
This picture is taken in Kalami on Corfu and in the background of this picture is a white house, it doesn’t look much, it is a restaurant with some rooms above to rent, but this is the White House of Lawrence Durrell where he lived and worked in the 1930s and which is recorded in his book ‘Prospero’s Cell’.
It is conceited to imagine that I could ever produce a classic account of my travels but in the evenings as I sat on the balcony of the room and scribbled down my notes about the day I looked across to the White House and I imagined Lawrence Durrell sitting on his balcony and enjoying exactly the same view while searching for literary inspiration and discovering himself.
Very inspiring indeed!
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Thank You!
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If o nly I could get my daughters to read my blog. I am sure that they would learn a lot about their Mother , just as you did with your Father
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If they don’t read your blog then one day they will wish that they had!
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Wonderful story – you’re right, I’m sure your dad would have been a blogger if the option had existed for him. It’s great that you’re creating your own online legacy for your grandchildren.
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Thanks – I keep a hard copy as well just in case! I started with an AOL blog but they just switched it off with only a couple of week’s notice!
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That’s a good idea. I do a back up of my blog from time to time but it would be better, and safer, to be more methodical about it. I’m just keeping my fingers crossed that WordPress never dies!
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I hope so too but as my dad always used to say – it’s better to be safe than sorry!
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My husband keeps promising to get me a memory stick is as near as I’ve got! One day I’ll crash and burn. (don’t even joke about it!)
Beautiful post, Andrew, and I hope you achieve your writing goal.
On another level, did you recognise the tiny Greek church on my Surroundings post for Jakesprinter? The photo is old and unlabelled and we’ve been debating whether it was on Crete or Syros. Thought you might know?
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Sleepless night, during which I remembered that the post I referred to should have been “Architecture”. I hesitate to leave unwanted links and it’s a new day so, time to move on. Like your Venice post this morning.
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What a beautiful post and I love the photo Andrew. 🙂 You’re so lucky to have your father’s box of treasures. My father didn’t write often because English wasn’t his first language. All I have from him are a couple of letters he wrote to me soon after my husband and I emigrated to country #2.
My father would’ve been 103 this month (he died 24 years ago). Your post reminded me how much I miss him. Keep writing. Your grandchildren will be so glad one day….
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Thanks Rosie
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