The Last Furlong painting that heads my blog, is by Marjorie Owens, one of the illustrators of the Rupert Bear Books. I bought it from her before she died. It has always had a deep meaning for me – we are all always on “The Last Furlong” in our lives, whether it’s just trying to achieve something, or actually nearing the end of something. I like The Last Furlong oil painting. It hangs in the hall. I can see the same simplicity – the lack of intruding detail – the broad view that Marjorie used in her Rupert Bear illustrations.
I like the broad view.
I am in the last furlong of my life, entering old age (my 70’s). I am wanting to keep up the pace before the wish to achieve anything, to share or protest leaves me. I might not be the front-runner, nor might I receive ribbons, sashes or glory, but I want to pass the finishing post with as much enthusiasm for life as I can muster.
Please join me in our race!
The Last Furlong 
Jul 27, 2014 at 09:13
Do not go quietly into that dark night. Nor me neither.
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Jul 27, 2014 at 14:22
It’s losing enthusiasm for living that troubles me. I don’t ever want to feel “couldn’t be bothered” in everything. I already feel that a lot!
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Jul 27, 2014 at 15:05
This can become a problem. Try cutting down on the amount of time you spend on doing any one thing on any one day.
I have just spent half an hour hacking at my interminable hedge. It will take me a fortnight at this rate, but half an hour isn’t long enough to get really boring. And it will get done.
Then there’s The Ivy.
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Jul 27, 2014 at 15:51
Oh God – the Ivy! Don’t remind me! Or the Virginia Creeper clawing its way into the roof gutters. Each needs a separate blog. You do the Ivy and I’ll do the Virginia Creeper!
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Jul 27, 2014 at 15:56
Will you come and help me with The Wisteria? I’ve only for three.
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Jul 27, 2014 at 16:04
Oh dear, you have Wisteria too!?
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Jul 27, 2014 at 17:17
I know. You might think I was asking for a hard time. Two glorious weeks, and then nothing but long wispy bits that claw at your hair for the rest of the Summer.
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Jul 27, 2014 at 18:19
yup – but isn’t it stunning when it’s stunning!
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Feb 2, 2016 at 21:08
Hey, thanks for visiting my blog. I’d love to join your race! Best Wishes!
xoxo
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Apr 5, 2019 at 15:25
I have a book of Robin”s Poems and Painting. I am however looking for a book that Robin wrote on the Gayathri mantra. I had a copy which I lent out and didn’t get it back
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Apr 5, 2019 at 16:16
I have read that. And Raj Coopan ( his Ayurvedic doctor used it.) But I think I’ve only got “Stepping into the Light”. I’ll have a look in my precious book section….maybe I also have poems and pictures too. How did you get yours?
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Apr 5, 2019 at 16:08
There’s a blast from the past. So thanks for that, Vino.
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