Snippets

The first one for your delectation;) Writing has become so vindicative of late but I think it wants to appeal to a younger audience who like the vibrancy of hate.  Not saying by the way that I agree/disagree, only that I picked it up on my travels.

https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2020/mar/13/coronavirus-donald-trump-presidency-sick-joke

Inspector Montalbano, some of us in blog land are enjoying.  A lighthearted, one could almost say frivolous look at an Italian crime series.  Old now, but the sun, blue skies and the mythical town of Vigata in soft mellowed honey stone adds to its charm.  Always an attractive female in each story to lure our inspector away from faithfulness to his long term partner Livia, but she has decided to work a plane ride away from him so perhaps she must take the consequences.

What else, someone mentioned 'Remains of Elmet' a book of poetry by Ted Hughes with lovely dark and grainy photographs by Fay Godwin.  So I found it, Hughes believes that the country of Elmet centred itself around the Calder valley to quote him from his notes........

Well read.

 "Elmet was the last independent Celtic kingdom in  England and originally stretched out over the vale of York.  I imagine it shrank back into the gorge of the upper Calder under historic pressures, before the Celtic survivors were politically absorbed into England.  But even into the 17th century this narrow cleft and its side ginnels, under the glaciated moors, were still a 'badlands' a sanctuary for refugees from the law."

Whenever one picks up a book, the mind becomes lost in the words, like the book, and even perhaps the dark Welsh poet R.S.Thomas, Hughes is full of gloom and darkness.  If I had time I would type out a thousand poems, one like Haworth Parsonage on the three weird sisters or the Bronte sisters as we know them but there are other things to do.

Namaste ;)

I cleaned the small silver it had grown black

The Italians do it so much better!