[typography font="Cantarell" size="24" size_format="px"]To A Mouse[/typography] Wee, sleekit, cowran, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi' bickering ... Read more

I don't care if it is only two words, don't touch them. ... Read more

They say Thursday is the most productive day of the week, but I don't see how. After the requisite morning news roundup I started reading poetry, which is a superb way to cleanse the mental palate. Dylan Thomas ... Read more

I finally finished Sharon Kay Penman's When Christ and His Saints Slept. It's a large, complex book, this first of the Henry II and Eleanor of Aquitaine trilogy and covers the years from 1135 to 1154. Luckily Penman ... Read more

Archy the cockroach, once a 'vers libre bard' and his feline friend Mehitabel, who claims to be a reincarnation of Cleopatra, were unlikely childhood friends of mine. Mrs. Strauss* made our introductions and would ... Read more