The Hearth of Mopsus

Everyone knows how William Beckford built with slave-plantation cash the mighty, impossible Fonthill Abbey , whose central tower collapsed, ...

This year I will carry on the approach of only posting here when there is something definitely worth posting about rather than as a discipli...

Here's a tangled story. My investigations of the holy wells of Glastonbury led me to the history of the town published in 1826 by the Re...

Radio 4 is redoing The Wombles at the moment, though I can’t see (or rather hear) Richard E Grant narrating as any kind of credible replace...

To London to visit the Tate's exhibition on the Rossettis with Dr RedMedea and Ms Mauritia. It seemed on the pricey side and when the fi...

Thankfully Rian-who-was-Cylene and their partner Deri now live in a part of South Wales I can leave my car in and feel reasonably confident ...

Although getting to London yesterday was more problematic than usual, requiring catching the train at Woking rather than anywhere further do...

A week last Saturday I went with Lady Wildwood and MaisyMaid to see The Horror Show! at Somerset House, a bit nervously as it was my suggest...

Oh dear, I should have posted about my trip to London on Friday 28th to attend this event: a combined lecture-cum-recital hosted by Dr Emma ...

This afternoon I visited someone in hospital for the first time since the pandemic started. It's relatively easy now, though inflexible:...