Sky-breaking storms
Another wet weather image.  We have a single-slope roof which makes the rain sound an inch above one’s head, and...
Russian tales and legends
There is a dark-forested haunting element to the illustrations in this French rendition of Russian stories. They are part of...
The sky fallen down
One of the most English of memories is bluebell tapestried woodland in April - I have a particular recollection of...
Flapping not floundering
Living pancakes, flapping not floundering.
‘He emptied the bucket into the creek, and the two little flounders...
Civilization, one scoop or two?
‘What is civilization?’ A deep and vital question we need to keep asking. I liked this pithy response, particularly one...
Long-memoried trees
We know that trees record time and climate in their year-rings – wide rings in good growing years, skinny...
Marcel and me – memories of childhood
I grew up with Marcel. That is the French author Pagnol (1895-1974) was a part of our domestic library and...
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