- Reading - I'm not sure if I can bear to read Go Set A Watchman. I enjoyed To Kill a Mockingbird and daren't risk sullying the memory of Atticus or Scout. Some risks are just too large to take. Sequels and myself have a shoddy sort of footing. A sequel to Sherwood ('Robin and… Continue reading Rambling, and other such matters.
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Quotables – Fascinating Work, Slaving Away and Poetical Landscapes
I can't sit still and see another man slaving and working. I want to get up and superintend, and walk round with my hands in my pockets, and tell him what to do. It is my energetic nature. I can't help it. - - - I like work: it fascinates me. I can sit and… Continue reading Quotables – Fascinating Work, Slaving Away and Poetical Landscapes
Short Tales from the Book of Me
"Huh?" I said, mouth agape. "Oh, didn't you know?" said Conscience. "You've got buckets of work to do." There was a pause. "And you're reading." --- Pizza. In Italy. In the mountains. In an Irish bar. The house special. As big as a cart-wheel. Delicious. More than delicious. Amazing. Nothing will beat it. An explosion… Continue reading Short Tales from the Book of Me
Confessions
I have neglected my blogging. And the reading of blogs of fellow bloggers. Picture a mole diving underground from internet interaction. Yep, that it is a little like me. A List of What I've Been Doing: - gone a week's holiday, on a boat, on the water. - avoided the midday sun on said… Continue reading Confessions
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