H.M.S. Adamant

Monday, 31 August 2020, 13:09.Reading time less than 1 minute.

HMS Adam Ant His Majesterial Songwriter (?) Gotta love a bit of Camp :o)

Orlando Furiouso

Saturday, 29 August 2020, 13:07.Reading time 1 minute.

I’ve always loved the title of this poem :o) It’s about Swords and Sorcery and Carlos Magnus/Charles the Great/Charlemagne. So much to do, so little time – this came as a side-note to my recent research and I’ve yet to fully figure out why. Could it be the Canto below? ? ? Roland, who long […]

Why Does It Always Rain On Me?

Friday, 28 August 2020, 16:56.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Autumn is here! A couple of months back I paid three arms, both livers and several little grey cells to have our Victorian Cast Iron gutters cleared and repaired! It’s rained almost all day today and said gutters have spurted leaks again. The worst is right above the back door. So whenever you walk out/in […]

Remembering Miss Woodhouse

Friday, 28 August 2020, 12:29.Reading time 1 minute.

She was our English Language/Literature teacher – way back when. Poor woman. She must’ve been in her early/mid 20’s when she encountered our class! OMG…and she had a temper. I remember the time she broke into Middle English, reciting Chaucer to a group of 11/12 years olds and we all tittered mightily. Our bad :o( […]

The Flower and the Leaf : John Dryden

Friday, 28 August 2020, 11:53.Reading time 1 minute.

I spent quite a bit of time with John Dryden (and The Gang) as I researched the 17th century. But I seem to have missed this poem of his. Well, it’s a translation…of Chaucer, I think (?) The whole poem is beautiful but these lines are relevant for me today :o) Just is your suit, […]

Nala in a Van?

Thursday, 27 August 2020, 14:03.Reading time less than 1 minute.

It’s a long time since I watched 1bike1world. Nala is out of the windy basket and in a warm van :o)

Faux/Foe

Wednesday, 26 August 2020, 15:41.Reading time 1 minute.

I REFUSE to apologise any more for MY opinions. I’m allowed to state them here…until I hashtagBAN myself! OK. Trend du jour. Every Dumb, Sick & HarryBAT is now either teaching History or learning History via YouTube Channels or YouTube comments on YouTube Channels. Every last one of them are now self-proclaimed “EXPERTS” (???) I’m […]

Cos-Bloody-Mic CrackUp

Tuesday, 25 August 2020, 14:41.Reading time less than 1 minute.

TY, my beautiful Friend Forever. I like you! I’ve been to Harrogate/France and I like French Bread with Brie and Grapes. “Dirty Bastards” I’ve been to Spain and I like Real Spanish Gazpacho. I like crying – with laughter also :o)

Dinking Theeply

Monday, 24 August 2020, 11:55.Reading time 1 minute.

I’ve been doing a monotonous and boring chore this morning. You know the kind of thing…when muscle memory takes over and the mind goes a-wandering (?) I once worked for a Royal Artillery Colonel who almost got a tongue whipping. But, fortunately, I stopped and considered what he was saying. Women are brilliant at factory […]

Margaret Rutherford as Miss Marple

Saturday, 22 August 2020, 14:59.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I love and adore MR as Miss Marple. There are only a few films – and Agatha Christie HATED them all. So does yt, btw!!! But, for me, Margaret bought a naughtiness, a devil-may-care lightness to the role that no one else has ever replicated. Margaret Rutherford, herself, was also an intriguing character :o)

Hey…I Have Drama Moments. Get Over It!

Friday, 21 August 2020, 15:07.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Yes. OK. I might’ve exaggerated the “ALL Got It In For Me” part. ‘Swhat I do. Shrug. Begrudging thanks :o(

3D ID

Thursday, 20 August 2020, 16:24.Reading time 1 minute.

MY 3D ID has been systematically, piece by tiny piece, STOLEN from ME over the past 18 months/2 years. There has been very little that I’ve done during this time that has made a single, positive difference in the 3D. So. I made a choice. A whilst back. To Shift MY Timeline. Oh my giddy […]

The Ravens of Dinefwr is the first in a series of novels-in-progress set in the early 12th century. It follows the dispossessed members of the South Wales House of Dinefwr from their origins in Deheubarth to the centre of the known world, Jerusalem. Come and be my fellow Far-Farer. Come travelling and unravelling with me through Wales, Norway, Ireland, England, Scotland, France, Russia, Constantinople, Italy, the Balkans, the Holy Land. Come and Far-Fare through every degree on my 12th century compass.