Category Archives: france and vincent

Sentinel Stones…

Posted on May 16, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …But she knew. She had seen it when the vision took her there… Following the spirit path on the hawk’s wings… They marked her when they had realised that she knew… She would bear no children now, save at … Continue reading →

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Seeing Stones…

Posted on May 13, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* “…Those who waited with her, high on the hill had prepared her. She had been bathed in the sacred spring that ran from the chalk below this place, winding as a clear stream into the valley. There was a … 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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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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Primacy of Things: War-Dead…

Posted on April 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* … Before I have time to feel pleased with myself the air stewardess returns, “Mister Em will see you now,” she smiles. Had she been waiting until I found the camera? Would things have been different if it had … 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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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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Papal Bull…

Posted on March 19, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Celtic Saint instrumental in the Eucharist of Fish and Loaves?… * The Venerable Bede recorded in his Historia Ecclesiastica Gentis Anglorum, a copy of the letter written in 601AD which Pope Gregory sent to Abbot Mellitus, who was part of … Continue reading →

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Exotic #midnighthaiku

Posted on March 8, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Exotic dancer Glimpse of faraway beauties Lost so far from home The cork tree in Gosforth churchyard was planted in 1833, and is thought to be the most northerly in Europe. It was an unusual find when we visited the … Continue reading →

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Free Day…

Posted on March 3, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* The King of Morphlance was a moderate man. By this I mean that he was a man who preached moderation in all things and that, rather surprisingly, he also acted in accordance with this doctrine himself. As one might … Continue reading →

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