“With a crooked smile and a heart-shaped face, comes from the West Country where the birds sing bass” Nick Cave We breakfasted in a much quieter dining room than the morning before. The W.I. had moved on to pastures new. We then gathered ourselves up and caught a cab to the railway station. Soon we…
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Travel: Sleep with the gods – Salisbury Day 1
“But upon the eyes of Achilles fell sweet sleep, / Weary, for the shapely ankles of Patroclus / Had he chased all day through the plain of battle” Homer We rose early and gathered our stuff together each leaving a small pile of clothes from Thailand that we didn’t need around Britain. Saying goodbye to…
Pub Carpets – An indicator of quality
“If you are asked why you favour a particular public-house, it would seem natural to put the beer first, but the thing that most appeals to me about the Moon Under Water is what people call its ‘atmosphere’.” George Orwell I have a theory. Like all theories it is not absolute. Any theory which demands…
Raise the Dawn 