The Hearth of Mopsus

On my great trip north I called in on my friend Clare (no point disguising her name) who is Chaplain to the University of Cumbria in Lancast...

Among the crowd at Cathi Unsworth's reading in Camden a few weeks ago was, I only realised afterwards, Lisa, the artist of a painting I...

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...

It's ironic that I went to the Brick Lane Gallery Annexe - not in Brick Lane at all, but Sclater Street - in order to support my friend ...

The last time I went to the Watts Gallery at Compton was some years ago, before the artist's former home of Limnerslease was open to the...

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...

Talking of money, it’s easy enough to be outraged by a report that ‘Rishi Sunak bought a £1.5M sculpture for his garden with public money’ w...

Bellingham is the last town along its road before the Scottish border, and here you find one of England’s better-known holy springs, St Cuth...

Over late months I've acquired a couple of pictures which I have just now got around to putting on the walls of the Rectory. While I was...

The idea was that I would meet S.D. at Tate Britain, but at first we managed to miss one another – I had, inexplicably, the wrong time and t...

The Portal sculpture at The Devil’s Punchbowl has been there, apparently, since 2013, so I must surely have seen it before giving my repeate...

The day will come when I have something related to the fair parish of Swanvale Halt to talk about, but that day is not yet. Instead, here is...

As it is World Goth Day, I will delay relating what happened at the Bishop's Supper in favour of this topic. which has some vaguely  rel...