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Wordless Wednesday: Floods

February 26, 2014 in Wordless Wednesday | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

A spectacular sunset is reflected in a flooded field in Somerset Levels near the village of Moorland

Wordless Wednesday: Curling

February 19, 2014 in Wordless Wednesday | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 comments

Curling at St. Moritz, 1936

Wordless Wednesday: The Beatles

February 12, 2014 in Wordless Wednesday | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Wordless Wednesday: Snow, Venice

February 13, 2013 in Wordless Wednesday | Tags: , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

venice in the snow

Wordless Wednesday: River Trent

November 28, 2012 in Wordless Wednesday | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , | 3 comments

Wordless Wednesday: London 2012

August 15, 2012 in Wordless Wednesday | Tags: , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Wordless Wednesday: Loch Lomond

August 1, 2012 in Wordless Wednesday | Tags: , , , , , , , | 1 comment

Wordless Wednesday: Ribblehead Viaduct

July 25, 2012 in Wordless Wednesday | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Wordless Wednesday: Niagara Falls

July 4, 2012 in Wordless Wednesday | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 comments

Wordless Wednesday: Injuns, Cedar, Utah, 1872 (Timothy O’Sullivan)

June 13, 2012 in Wordless Wednesday | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 comment

Black Dogs Defined

This is the best of me; for the rest, I ate, and drank, and slept, loved and hated, like another: my life was as the vapour and is not; but this I saw and knew; this, if anything of mine, is worth your memory.

(John Ruskin, Sesame and Lilies)

Whatever people say I am, that’s what I’m not.

(Alan Sillitoe, Saturday Night and Sunday Morning)

This is my letter to the world, that never wrote to me.

(Emily Dickinson, This is my letter to the world)

Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand:
Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!

(Edna St. Vincent Millay, Second Fig)

R.A.D. Stainforth

I was born before The Beatles’ first LP and brought up in the reeking slums of Jericho. I am in love with a woman called Hazel and in love with her daughter, also called Hazel, both of whom I met at Alcoholics Anonymous.

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