Going to the Bookshop with Liz… (2.12.2022)

On occasion, (despite everything going on around me), a vivid dream bubbles-up into the ‘conscious-sphere’, which often involves historical events and people I have known – usually replicating (or constructing) events very similar to (or identical with) real events that actually happened (such as our visits to the now long closed ‘Borders’ Bookstore in neaeby Kingston-Upon-Thames – ususually during Sunday lunchtimes following demanding gongfu training sessions in the morning)! Recently, wilst dealing with 101 other things – and not having seen Liz for years now (life goes on) – the following ‘vivid’ dream traversed across the surface of my mind – and I thought it meaningful enough to record in writing!

MI Kalinin (М.И. Калинин) Guides My Hand (28.9.1942)

Stalingrad, that big city with historical fighting traditions, has for two months now held the enemy hordes at bay in bitter battle, inflicting such losses on them as have to all intents and purposes, stabilised the rest of the front. Here heroic deeds are a daily occurrence. This should be shown by citing facts, without indulging in rhetoric and loud phrases. Our men do not need a reporter’s praises – the best praise for them is a faithful account of their deeds.

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