No excuse
First let me say how ashamed I am to see that the whole of November came and went and I hadn't blogged once. I know what one of my new year's resolutions should be, at least.
I have missed the www.rereviewed.com blog since mid November - what has happened? I stumbled upon this site when following a google link on Eric Ravilious. It was the first blog site I had seen and I liked the comments the bloggers had made on ER - although a puzzle about an alleged code in a pictorial alphabet remains unsolved. (By the bye - when I looked at a bit of the Wedgewood Alphabet ware at the Imperial War Museum in January this year I think I saw the Y and Z upside down. Did I imagine this or perhaps I'd misunderstood pottery processes .... or maybe the inversion was significant. Hmm Watson, I'll light my eighth pipe and ponder.
Have just got back from a concert in Abingdon - was admiring the medieval ceiling of St Helen's church there - apparently its been restored recently. A Victorian vicar's daughter painted over some of the pictures of the "tree of Jesse" - I wondered what she could have been thinking of.
Well, its late, I see so bonne nuit mes amis.
I have missed the www.rereviewed.com blog since mid November - what has happened? I stumbled upon this site when following a google link on Eric Ravilious. It was the first blog site I had seen and I liked the comments the bloggers had made on ER - although a puzzle about an alleged code in a pictorial alphabet remains unsolved. (By the bye - when I looked at a bit of the Wedgewood Alphabet ware at the Imperial War Museum in January this year I think I saw the Y and Z upside down. Did I imagine this or perhaps I'd misunderstood pottery processes .... or maybe the inversion was significant. Hmm Watson, I'll light my eighth pipe and ponder.
Have just got back from a concert in Abingdon - was admiring the medieval ceiling of St Helen's church there - apparently its been restored recently. A Victorian vicar's daughter painted over some of the pictures of the "tree of Jesse" - I wondered what she could have been thinking of.
Well, its late, I see so bonne nuit mes amis.