Monthly Archives: December 2020

The City and the Stars (6) : the twice-chosen ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on December 1, 2020 by Sue Vincent

To build something so sophisticated, so designed, as the Maeshowe Chambered ‘tomb’, would have required enormous dedication from the people of Orkney. Seen alongside the emerging splendour of the Ness of Brodgar ‘spiritual city’, you get a flavour of the … Continue reading →

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Discovering Albion- Day 2: Merry Meetings and Manchester Airport

Posted on December 1, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Friday was a good day. We had a late and leisurely start after a fair amount of talking and a little wine… note the restrained understatement on both those counts… The car was packed and ready to go… we would … Continue reading →

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What am I?

Posted on December 1, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* When ravens in battle torment’s torn flesh fight… Morvran, my horse, firm-hoofed in stance Is indisposed to flight. * Splendid my saddle and bright, never sore Polished my ring, blameless, pure. * Continue reading at France and Vincent

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Ani’s Advent 2020! Meet Ruff, Smidgeon and Cathy Cade!

Posted on December 1, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Santa, Yay! We are finally counting down to Christmas! It seems to have taken ages to come around this year! But it hasn’t been a great year for anyone, two-legses or four. I mean, there is this bug thing … Continue reading →

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Changing tides

Posted on December 1, 2020 by Sue Vincent

He tripped, catching the pointed toe of the winklepickers on the kerb. Righting himself he looked around, his eyes darting self-consciously to seek out any possible observer, even while he reassumed his pose of studied nonchalance. Do they even call … Continue reading →