Arts
Postcard From November, Part Six
Happy Birthday to Me My birthday is November 4th and as a child my main memory of it was always of my parents laying on a party for my friends who all turned up bearing [more…]
Culture
21st Century
A View From The Greenhouse; On Matters Monarchical And Sartorial
The sheep are back. The rent for the ground is conditional, a bit like having a caravan at the seaside, on it only being “occupied” for a maximum ten months of the year. Consequently, although [more…]
Arts
Religious Meaning of the Coronation of King Edward VII
The article below was originally published in May 1902 before the coronation of King Edward VII the following June. It was written by Mrs. A. Murray Smith and originally published in the monthly Pall Mall [more…]
Culture
Postcard From Marrakech
Introduction For my 50th birthday, as I didn’t have my children all available, I decided to experience Marrakech. A lot of people recommended it, so decided it was a good time of year to visit [more…]
Arts
Big Bash 2023
Time and place 21st – 22nd/23rd July 2023 at the Gate Hangs High. Accommodation Many of us will be camping in one form or another at the GHH, there is a very large field with [more…]
Arts
A View From The Greenhouse; Please Make It Stop!
Finally got the layout finished with the completion of the four (slightly) raised beds. In the final analysis (for this season at least) I decided not to permanently fix them down with corner pegs as [more…]
Arts
Going It Alone
Almost fifty years ago I booked a package holiday to Austria. I was young, impressionable and thought that by having everything organised I could play the quintessential Englishman abroad. How wrong I was. The “family [more…]
Arts
A Postcard From The Third World
(I) It is 5-30am and children come out of the gloom like ghosts in silent procession. They are laid heavy with satchels, wear blouses and shirts which are so white that they hurt your eyes [more…]
15th Century
Crom’s Deep Dive: Richard III, Act 1 Scene 1
A small confession: my first introduction to this opening soliloquy was as a child on a Saturday afternoon from none other than Arnold Judas Rimmer in Red Dwarf. He and Lister are marooned and, to [more…]