People in the group were asked the question – What would you do if you had 1 hour to live – here are there replies – many about sea, music, and food!
Sarah would listen to Mozart for Meditation and feast on her husband Simon’s chicken dinner with garlic, lemon and thyme.
Simon, Sarah’s husband, would play Rachmaninoff Vespers Songs for Cherubin and look at the sky.
Sue, my wonderful masseuse would go and sit by the sea and wait – whatever the weather.
Mark wants to listen to Elvis singing His hand in mine, with our patio doors open and eat smoked salmon and sashimi with a glass of Rioja white wine.
I want a helicopter to fly me to the derelict dockland area in Dieppe to Comptoir a Huitre where the chef has a plate of solette meuniere ready with some chilled white Gascony wine.
Betsy would phone and email all her family and tell them she loves them.
My friend Sue would go and look at the sea and walk about and do very little,
My sister Isobel would want family around and ‘To be in a light filled room with lovely fragrant oils . Rose, geranium, lavender, frankincense and listen to favourite music , ‘Let it be ‘ and ‘Bridge over troubled water’ then hear a beautiful poem ‘The owl and the pussy cat ‘
Giles, her husband, would listen to Starman.
Hermione, Isobel and Gile’s daughter would like to dance to ‘I follow rivers’ and eat cake and be in the sun.
Laurence Floyd, one of Mark’s very best friends ‘One hour eh? how about Abalone, Scallops in Ginger and Moule Marinere washed down with Puligny Montrachet, whilst watching my daughter showjumping with the Bespermark mountains or the Med in the background here in Cyprus, depending where you gaze….’
The last hour? Some music to play:-
Weather Report by the Tennors.
Esta Navidad by Jackie Washington.
Yes it is by The Beatles.
Food to eat also struck a chord, pun intended!
Gravadlax, steak diane and creme brulee with poached rhubarb.
Sourdough base pizza with slices of new potato, cooked beetroot, capers and blue cheese and strewn with rocket followed by semolina pudding with nutmeggy skin and raspberry jam (unseeded of course)
Pork belly with crispy crackling, lashing of English mustard, creamy mash potatoes, cumin flavoured carrot matchsticks and cavolo nero followed by tarte tatin with creme fraiche.
My last hour would have to be surrounded by all my loved family and friends and to be somewhere with jaw dropping awesome scenery – the stunning top of Ben Nevis watching a golden eagle. And of course food would have to be included. I love all food that is bad for me – pastry and cream and chocolate but also adore seafood. My choice would be a cold seafood salad with yummy good mayo followed by chocolate gateaux and salted caramel ice cream accompanied by a Brown Bros Orange Muscat. Delicious.
Hopefully, in the warm sun with family, friends and cats around.
Lots of delicious appertisers, drinking a delicate rose from the Luberon and listening to any Pablo Casals, John Lennons ‘Imagine’ and finally Vaughn Williams ‘The Lark Ascending’
I THINK that I would just walk in the most beautiful peaceful part of the countryside listening to the most beautiful LIGHT CLASSICAL MUSIC…JUST DRIFT AWAY……..
I might even take paints with me .. one last image..
Alex wrote this for me:
Some people come into our lives and stay with us forever.
Some people move our souls to dance, they awaken in us a new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom.
Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon . They stay in our lives for a while, leave footprints on our heart and we are never ever the same.
My literary friend Lesley
It would be lovely to be sitting at a table on a peaceful beach in Greece. I don’t need any music, just the plash plash of gentle waves on the beach, the buzzing of cicadas, a few birds in the olive trees and some Greek voices chattering. Very fresh grilled fish, a bottle of cold retsina. My family could be swimming, sitting, idly chattering but being quiet, contented and peaceful. If I can’t have a Greek beach I’ll have an England flower meadow in June, wild orchids, clover, buttercups and a long view of hills and valleys, plus a bottle of champagne, a delicious picnic and a few favourite people lying with me in the long grass and watching the summer clouds drift across a blue sky. Ooh I almost wish I were there! Xxx
I would go and sit on a beach and look at the sea……venue does not matter and I might not have time to go far! Meditation time to reflect on lovely experiences I have had and the love and support from friends and family and hopefully given too…if not last minute virtual hugs to some! Peace would be important and some songs from Dusty Springfield whose voice and songs I loved before she died from breast cancer!
I’d walk around our house in the Welsh countryside and admire all the work that people have done to the house over so many years – centurys.
From my lovely niece Jo
I spent a disproportionate amount of time thinking what I would do with my final 60 minutes – including whether or not thinking about it was cutting into my time. I also thought is it one hour from now? Can I choose when it starts? Can I hypothetically come back to the uk for it? Yes, far too much time and anxiety which I also found amusing.
I agree with the peacefulness of the sea and in my last hour I don’t need to work up a sweat dancing like Hermione, I’ll leave that to the pro. I am more on your wavelength.
I eventually made a decision!! Ok I narrowed it down.
I would be with Jonas eating our beloved oysters, he will be having a pint and I will be drinking champagne. I thought about sitting in the Lobster Shack in Whitstable but decided to go to Jonas’s favourite pub at Dell Quay. The skies will be blue and the sun strong. The yachts’ cables will be slapping against their masts and the whiff of the seaweed and the sludge will bring back past memories. Then you, family and friends will slowly join us and we will have gathered as if it was Christmas Day.