Monthly Archives: November 2015

Let Sleeping Dogs Lie

I’ve loved fireworks and Bonfire Night ever since I was a child; the bigger, louder and more protracted the display, the better, while my propensity for these things is undoubtedly a reason why I enjoy Tchaikovsky’s 1812 Overture, V for … Continue reading

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Arachne’s Legacy

Earlier today, I was sat outside my back door, enjoying the unseasonally warm weather and sunshine. As ever, I was instantly captivated by the vista, from the snails crawling over the wall in front of me, to the tangle of … Continue reading

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All Saints’ Day

All Saints’ Day and it’s hot as Hell With bleak grey clouds, and then there fell A creeping mist and shadows humid From which the cold and silver Moon hid: Tropics in our northern climes? An omen of our changing … Continue reading

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Echoes of Blick Mead at Stonehenge?

I accept that in our enlightened age, with our limited attention spans, there are stern, Procrustean strictures in place even when it comes to writing about momentous discoveries in the Stonehenge landscape, but I still can’t help feeling that journalists … Continue reading

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