Some cities have signifiers. Not sure that’s the right word but I haven’t used it before and it’s always good to add to the exiguous vocabulary deployed here.
Fountains of Paris
In rural Ireland in the 1950s most homes had electricity but few had mains water. A well at Barmeath supplies water, pumped by hand until electricity came along. Mrs McGinn, who lived in the front lodge, had to trudge across a field to fill two buckets at a tap feeding a cattle trough. There was… Continue reading Fountains of Paris
Brasseries and Books
This and That
The River Cafe
The Scarlet Letter
“Preface to the Second Edition. Much to the author’s surprise, and (if he may say so without additional offence) considerably to his amusement, he finds that his sketch of official life, introductory to The Scarlet Letter, has created an unprecedented excitement in the respectable community immediately around him. It could hardly have been more violent,… Continue reading The Scarlet Letter