On the Riverbank

Yesterday morning was warm and sunny but as it was high water I didn’t expect to see much on my regular perambulation upstream to Richmond. Here is what I saw, in order of size.

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Tomb Raider

If you are Dr Laura Snook please put the ‘phone back on the hook and desist from calling your libel lawyer. You have inspired today’s post but I have no reason to suppose that you are anything but a rather distinguished classicist. Tomb Raider? Certainly not.

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Plush

My BMW turned eighteen earlier this year. It doesn’t have Sat Nav so I improvise. My system can even remember previous destinations. I store the slips of paper in the sun visor.

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Dorset Days

Last Sunday I heard Rossini’s Petite Messe Solennelle in Puycelsi in the Tarn. Later today I will be back in church in Dorset for more music.

Pesaro

I read a Good News story recently. The restriction on taking liquids in excess of 100 ml in hand luggage should be lifted soon. I well remember when it was introduced.

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Among the Chickens

It’s a fine thing to keep free range hens if they can be kept out of the flower beds and safe from foxes. They make soothing clucking noises, lay eggs and look decorative.

Black Robe

There is usually a fair bit of variety here, the idea being to encourage you to log on tomorrow when there might be something more interesting, so today you have every right to feel aggrieved. Only last month there was a post, Douglas, about acclaimed cinematographer Dougie Slocombe and now here’s another distinguished man-behind-the-camera.

Questions But No Answers

Walking in the woods yesterday I found this semi-circular stone edifice. It is on an outcrop high above the river Aveyron. Could it have provided shelter for a look-out or a forester? It is about the same size as the WW II pillboxes you see in England.

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Two Masses

The hunting season has opened in the Tarn and on Sunday morning local sportsmen were out in pursuit of deer and boar (sangliers). Not a good day to be out walking in the woods with Reggie.

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Exekias: Painter and Potter

When I arrived at Garrhan in the Tarn on Friday evening I was first greeted by Reggie. We performed a ritual that was already established in the 6th century BC.

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