Angelica emailed me this hauntingly beautiful song by Eivør Pálsdóttir today; to wish me good morning. I had to share it. Filmed during an open-air concert at Stigen in the … Continue reading
Not content with the mobs of vacuous trolls funded by various British intelligence agencies constantly at each other’s throats in its comments sections, it appears the Guardian is now employing … Continue reading
From late May up until after the travelling fair has been and gone, round and about the first weekend of September, it very rarely rains in our part of Andalucia. … Continue reading
Couldn’t resist doing this. For those not in the know, in the UK snout is also prison slang for tobacco and cigarettes.
Despite having left Syston, on the outskirts of Leicester, decades ago, I still swell with pride at the many of the city’s achievements, only to cringe at some of its … Continue reading
With only one day left to vote in the RICHARD III WAXWORK POLL things are fizzling away like fireworks on a cold and damp November night. For larger photos and FULL … Continue reading
… if you think you’re dancing, you ain’t dancing. My belated message for the new year.
Catalogued almost as though it were a botanical specimen, Jimson Weed⁄ White Flower No. 1 by Wisconsin born artist, Georgia O’Keeffe, sold for the staggering price of $44.4 million at Sotheby’s New York … Continue reading
Bit late in posting this, but time don’t half fly in this neck of the woods. I began working on it, what must be, almost a month ago. Has anybody … Continue reading
For the second time this year I have been nominated for a blog award. The Liebster Award looks as though it’s a beer bottle cap, which will go very nicely … Continue reading
No sooner was I soaking up the long-awaited May sun rays than I woke up to find it was September. Where did the rest of summer go? Encroaching age has transformed my … Continue reading