Entelechy’s Table

Friday morning. Traces of the conversation hover over the silence of the empty room. On the paper tablecloth amongst the discarded coffee cups, scattered peanuts and wilting stalks of mint someone has scribbled Tony Kushner’s line: ‘Respect the ecology of your own delusions’. A few weeks ago we bought a table for the Entelechy office:… Continue reading Entelechy’s Table

“Your name is what?” Institutional abuse: same old story

We were  once told by a senior care manager in a moment of exasperation that the company did not exist in the ‘real’ world. This week once again we have images of institutional abuse on our TV screens, this time from Winterbourne View the ‘hospital’ for people who have learning disabilities just outside Bristol. Don’t… Continue reading “Your name is what?” Institutional abuse: same old story

Blackbirds and The Bubble

From a distance, in the early evening sunlight you could mistake it for some kind of tribal ritual, this huge circle of people standing under plane trees near a semi derelict church. We are in Southwark Park, Rotherhithe, south of the Thames. This is the London of Dickens, of Oliver Twist. It’s where the Pilgrim… Continue reading Blackbirds and The Bubble

Cocktails and Kindergartens

South London. The Stephen Laurence Centre. A seminar on intergenerational practice organized by our neighbours Age Exchange. I had been asked to run two breakout workshops sharing something of my American experience. Each of the sessions lasted forty minutes. Felt like I needed forty days. Way back in the 1980’s the older women from our… Continue reading Cocktails and Kindergartens