Monday Good morning and welcome to another week of my ramblings. It’s rather wet this morning but still not cold. Legohead went off to Scottishland to speak to a half-empty hall of Scottishland Liebore supporters. [more…]
A phrase lingers in the mind. In passing, Mr. DH — my colleague, a fellow Puffin to us all, and master of that mysterious gift known as the turn of phrase — once summed up [more…]
In Part 1, I recounted what Hans Coutandin had written to his girlfriend Eva Möller in his letters of early 1941 as he transitioned from being an “Arbeitsmann” in the “RAD-Abteilung 3/250” to be in [more…]
I’m sure that by now we’ve all seen at least the ten minute clip of the White House “spat” and I know I’m far from alone, at least in the august company of Going Postal [more…]
Monday Good morning, people. Wow, the sun is out this morning for a change, but it’s still bloody cold. I was not outside for very long, and I don’t intend to be outside much more [more…]
My previous series of articles (“Letters from Afrika”) was based on the “FeldPost” letters from Hans Walden, a driver in the Afrika Korps, to his pen-friend Hildegard Bronnold back in Germany. This new series of [more…]
It takes a week to cycle from Penzance to Berwick. It took me 40 years. Because on the way, I wanted to include every town in England, in what amounted to some two years of [more…]
Monday Good morning, people. Surprise, surprise, it’s damp and gloomy once again in Downing Street, and that’s not only outside Number 10. Inside, we have a wet, rather than damp, PM, and he is very [more…]
As expected (once DJT got his feet back under the table), it became more than a possibility that the war in Ukraine could be brought to a conclusion of sorts. It may not bring the [more…]
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