Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred and Fifty-Three
Monday Good morning from a not very happy cat. I trotted down to the bottom of the garden and it was horribly cold and wet, and I returned a soggy cold moggy. I must admit [more…]
Human Interest
20th Century
A Ukrainian Enigma
I have an original photograph bought as part of a “bundle” from a militaria seller whose business model is to put together sets of documents, photographs and ephemera that appear to be vaguely related so [more…]
20th Century
European Journey 1953, Part Seven – Trogen
The village lies in a sheltered fold of the mountains, 3,000 feet above sea level. On a fine day you can see clear across to Lake Constance, a bit of burnished silver under the strong [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred and Fifty-Two
Monday Good morning everyone and it’s back to work this nasty wet Monday morning. The forecast for London today is wet all day, even with some thunderstorms. I wonder if I could move down to [more…]
20th Century
A Distant Monument to Unrequited Love
If breaking a journey between Nairobi and Kampala, gentlemen and lady travellers might like to give the city of Nakuru a chance. If it becomes tiresome you can always take a tuk-tuk for a day [more…]
20th Century
European Journey 1953, Part Six – Naples
Like many another Mediterranean city Naples looks better seen from a distance. Approached from the sea, preferably at first light, its beauty takes your breath away. Close up too much of it is an offence [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred And Fifty-One
Monday Hello merry readers, and welcome to another working week and the weather forecast down here in London for the week is pretty good. In fact, the first day there is rain in the forecast [more…]
21st Century
Teargassing a Baddie
September, 2024 The log had fallen from my eye. It was time to come from behind the screen and take action. If you were to ask 16-year-old me whether a day would come when I’d [more…]
20th Century
European Journey 1953, Part Five – Vienna
Where a smile masks a city’s sorrow This a Tale from the Vienna Woods. A Tale told on a spring morning when, from the white cafe tables perched high on the Kahlenberg, the Danube really [more…]