From one thing to another

Anon - Banksy in Ukraine captures it as always*

Yorkshire Pudding wrote a blog on Ukraine and its comparative recent emergence into the world through the marking of territorial boundaries.  Well we have the same problem in Tod with a boundary line, see here, that often is confusing when writing down the address here.  Sometimes my parcels get put in West Yorkshire address, other times Lancs. 

Todmorden Town Hall

So often when I walk back from Morrison's down Water Street and looking at our splendiferous Town Hall, I am often caught by the thought that it sits in the middle of two counties, all because it is by  the river. 

Water Street with the old 'Apothecary and it's 'loo' balanced delicately over the river

The news article below made me smile.  Go on the Tod chat and there are mutterings of evil doings on the part of the people who have written out the spending of the 17 million pounds.  "Where does he live" hum, hum, finger pointing and gossip of course relished by the few who are anti everything and figure in that oft quoted phrase of mine, just waiting for the two brain cells they possess to meet and rub together and spark an intelligent thought.  Miaow.

Four more boxes unpacked yesterday, delight as I realised the books I had saved were my deep down favourites.  Mackail's autobiography of William Morris, always brings back the memory of WM when he went to Marlborough College, and wrote to his parents -  of cycling down to Avebury to see the 'Lions' he meant the Red Lion pub and also wading through the water meadows round Silbury Hill.  It is only now that the large mound inside Marlborough College has also been recognised as prehistoric.

And H.J. Massingham's 'English Downland', dedicated to "The Other members of our Avebury Party"  footsteps through time.  And if you don't know Massingham try his Prophesy of Famine - A warning and a remedy.  He was wrong of course, but faint echoes today maybe?

*Banksy is a local lad in the sense that he comes from Bristol. And though I may not know him, I know of the lad who wrote a book on him, because his mum and I used to walk our dogs together up on Bath's Downs. 

Note; when you get old past life seems to float through your memory banks at a very quick speed - chuckle

The Beautiful 'working class' town with no snobs and 17 million to spend