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William Shakespeare “There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance: pray you, love, remember. And there is pansies, that’s for thoughts.” Hamlet, Act IV. The pansies and the sweet peas are really doing their own thing this year in the city garden. Sometimes … Continue reading
I have a yellowed smoke attacked copy of Sir Quiller-Couch’s tome, On The Art of Writing. It was first published in 1916 and I own the “new edition” of 1943, still a rather long time ago. The “On the Art … Continue reading
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One of my favourite meals consists of a good cup of green tea, a dish of natto maki and seaweed. Normally I am too busy to look up from my chop sticks, but this I did. Wow talk about overkill. … Continue reading
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When I was down beside the sea, a wooden spade they gave to me to dig the sandy shores….That was the first poem I ever memorised along with another, a really odd choice, the melancholic poem by Verlaine.. Il pleure … Continue reading
I love how English changes and evolves and have total compassion for those trying to learn it. How many of our words have multiple meanings; i.e., Red, read, read, There Their etc. So when I come upon a new expression, … Continue reading
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Earlier this year I was lucky enough to visit New Orléans again. I fell in love with the charm of the city, the numerous art galleries, and even though it was too short a trip, I managed a few photos to … Continue reading
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One of the things that I love about London is that there is always a new discovery waiting just around the corner. This time I thought I had found my own little treasure, but apparently all my friends already knew … Continue reading
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They say when you are doing something you really enjoy, time doesn’t exist. I just posted Tales From The City- Mucking about in Caves and noticed it was post number 50! Wow! Things are moving along! I am still a … Continue reading
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Ah ghosts, war, rock and roll, and not forgetting those Druids, means only one thing -Chislehurst Caves. The caves are actually a series of man-made tunnels, hand dug, scoop by scoop, to create rooms and caverns, burrowing some 22 miles … Continue reading
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I don’t know of any serious writer who doesn’t have a bottomless drawer with projects that just didn’t go anywhere. Completed novels, plays, film ideas, poems, all in the bottom drawer, wasted. But was that really a waste of time? … Continue reading
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