Category Archives: Books

The chapel at Haddon Hall

Posted on May 2, 2020 by Sue Vincent

It was the morning after the Riddles of the Night* workshop that I have shared again recently. We wandered out into the landscape. Although the workshop was over, apparently, the work begun on the weekend was only just beginning…  Parts … Continue reading →

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A garden ever green – A visit to Haddon Hall

Posted on May 1, 2020 by Sue Vincent

It was the morning after the Riddles of the Night* workshop that I have shared again recently. We wandered out into the landscape. Although the workshop was over, apparently, the work begun on the weekend was only just beginning…  Parts … Continue reading →

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Guest author: Jim Webster ~Tallis Steelyard on tour… Two new books and A free lunch

Posted on May 1, 2020 by Sue Vincent

I’ve mentioned before that the ‘Society of Minor Poets’ try to provide free meals for the young, the old and the indigent. It’s not just the feeding people that is important, it’s a chance for them to sit somewhere warm. … Continue reading →

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Woodsmoke and oranges – a visit to Haddon Hall

Posted on April 30, 2020 by Sue Vincent

It was the morning after the Riddles of the Night* workshop that I have shared again recently. We wandered out into the landscape. Although the workshop was over, apparently, the work begun on the weekend was only just beginning…  Parts … Continue reading →

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Samildanach…

Posted on April 29, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …The torchbearers hurriedly re-lit the torches of Dun Culhwch. “Why, a veritable master of all the crafts we have here, it would seem,” said Big Chief Hawthorn, “but let a seat be brought for this man who has asked … Continue reading →

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Riddles in the churchyard…

Posted on April 26, 2020 by Sue Vincent

It was the morning after the Riddles of the Night* workshop that I have shared again recently. We wandered out into the landscape. Although the workshop was over, apparently, the work begun on the weekend was only just beginning… “We … Continue reading →

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Silver Hand

Posted on April 25, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Silver Hand His father murdered for a throne, his own life under threat, He lost a crown to envy and so he would not forget His sword hand they had cut from him, so knight he could not be; They … Continue reading →

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Ol’ Bill’s Mate…

Posted on April 9, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …”Providing for your future is no throwaway gag,” said Bill’s mate, slipping his arm through mine. I can still feel the soft twill of his well pressed jacket warming my bare flesh. “It’s a serious affair,” Bill did likewise … Continue reading →

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Ol’ Bill…

Posted on April 8, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …”When it comes to the end of life you have to have something to call your own,” Bill slipped his arm through mine. The soft twill of his well pressed jacket warmed my bare flesh. “Something you’ve come up … Continue reading →

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Valet…

Posted on April 5, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …Monsieur Phillipe Montgomery laid aside his goose feather quill. It made an art of his writing. It made a rite of his practise of that art. Besides which it happened to be the instrument with which he had first … Continue reading →

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