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Welcome back - you've returned inspired and relaxed, I trust? Not sure what excuse it gives you for the "a barn" gag, but good to see you back safe. Gizz an N
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
Young Don still living La Dolce Vita, lounging on cushions and sipping a breakfast martini...???
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
Young Don still living La Dolce Vita, lounging on cushions and sipping a breakfast martini...???
Not quite, but visiting relations, so breakfast en famille. (I suppose I'd better try to get some recipes to maintain the food content of this thread in the manner to which it has become accustomed?)
What N connects a poem from the North, a doubly demanding monarch, and a funereal opening?
I will try to keep tabs on this today, but this afternoon will be on the road for about three hours. (Though I imagine, this being an easy one, by then we'll be further down the alphabetical road. )
Welcome back - you've returned inspired and relaxed, I trust? Not sure what excuse it gives you for the "a barn" gag, but good to see you back safe. Gizz an N
No excuse really, just name dropping. (And not even as good as 'He's from Barcelona'.)
Venice was wonderful, as always, and pretty much unchanged, which is one of its major attractions. We have to go round and check that all the special features are still there, including the owl with knees, the false clock that always says half past nine, and the '30s tailors heads in that shop window on the way to the station.
They had magnanimously taken the scaffolding down from the Bridge of Sighs after about three years, but even that was unchanged (just the same sighs).
What N connects a poem from the North, a doubly demanding monarch, and a funereal opening?
Been toying with Kallevala and Gawain and the Green Knight, and with the possible synonyms for 'doubly demanding', but so far getting nowhere reasonably speedily......
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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