Monthly Archives: December 2016

New Year

Posted on December 31, 2016 by nicktomjoe

I feel prompted by Rick Greene’s blog – which he self-deprecatingly calls “monkish” –  to move into a fire-gazing mood myself. This is nowhere as good as his and has much less spiritual insight. I have been gloomy about the … Continue reading →

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Maps

Posted on December 27, 2016 by nicktomjoe

I have spent time looking closely at another of my Christmas acquisitions, the OS Great British Colouring Map this morning. Engrossing. It strikes me that, like any book, it is capable of a range of responses, from the “Meh” when a nephew … Continue reading →

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Manuscripts: a brief thought on autoethnography

Posted on December 26, 2016 by nicktomjoe

I’ve been given Christopher de Hamel’s beauty of a book, Meetings with Remarkable Manuscripts for Christmas, and today I sat in bed listening to de Hamel and Andrew Marr enthusing about the more notable MSS de Hamel discusses. The greater … Continue reading →

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A thought for the solstice

Posted on December 21, 2016 by nicktomjoe

The Winter Solstice today is exciting people, understandably, to think of times improving. New dawns, new springs – and there is hope, I know: but we must remember that 2016 saw the rolling of boulders that will continue to crash … Continue reading →

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The Fire and the Knife and the Peak Experience

Posted on December 12, 2016 by nicktomjoe

This blog post is fascinating, and this looks, from the lovely website, to be a great example. It would not be my intention to do down a setting so clearly that states: …we pride ourselves on helping your little adventurers … Continue reading →

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Return to…

Posted on December 7, 2016 by nicktomjoe

A return to Garner country is demanded. I will confess here what Mat already knows: I dream of Ludchurch and spend a lot of sleep time in Thursbitch. It is unfulfilled business, I guess, that takes me back. While these … Continue reading →

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