Location, location
One of the motivations for my adapting Wolfram von Eschenbach’s ‘Parzival’ in the first place – and in particular for the decision to stage it as a promenade – was that my previous school –…
Wild azaleas
Well – almost… This is my very favourite time of year and though the weather has been particularly unreliable this spring we seem to have been blessed with the odd good day at just the…
Credit and character
There is a defined gulf Between credit and character If you doubt this, ask any banker; He will advise that character is nice But it is not collateral. Evan Rhys, Poems from the Ledge I…
On the other hand…
OK – so there are two possible explanations for the preceding and somewhat grouchy post on the subject of the current state of the British weather… The first is that my natural optimism had temporarily…
Tsk!
The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds, and the tranquil water-way leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky – seemed to lead into the heart…
In the moment
“Life isn’t a matter of milestones but of moments” Rose F Kennedy Here is one such moment – though one that does, as it happens, feel like something of a milestone… Regular readers of these…
The thirteen year old mind
I had intended – by this point – to be regaling the gentle reader with thoughtful discourse on the challenges of adapting the medieval lyrical epic to the somewhat prosaic environs of the late sixties…
May daze
Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come. Thomas Carlyle Spring has finally arrived with an unexpected suddenness that took many…
Bragging rights
According to the Urban Dictionary ‘bragging rights’ are: …the rights granted to a person that allow said person to boast on themselves to a certain extent without being looked down on for it. Bragging rights…
Recovery position
It is half a year now since the Kickass Canada Girl’s (purportedly) splendid job in Victoria went – to appropriate the vernacular – ‘tits-up’. She was – as a result – obliged to leave our…