Monthly Archives: March 2019

A carnival explanation

“Bridgwater – The Home of Carnival” announces the sign at the edge of the town. Of course, it is historically incorrect, even a moment’s thought about the word would tell you that it hadn’t come from an industrial town in … Continue reading

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Imagining places

The normal road to work is closed; the M5 motorway must be reached by way of a diversion. If the official signs were followed, it would mean driving three miles in the opposite direction before turning on a road that … Continue reading

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Annoying diversions

Of course, they had given plenty of notice. For the past three weeks, at least, there has been a yellow sign beside the road that crosses the moor announcing that on 25th March the road would be closed for three … Continue reading

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Canada in Somerset

My first memory of Auntie Diane was perhaps at the beginning of 1967; much earlier, and the moment would have been beyond memory; much later, and the occasion would not have have assumed the aura it still possesses. My aunt, … Continue reading

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A magical mistiness

The mist was rolling in as I drove home from work, it would not have been hard to have imagined magical stories. When I was young, there were always magical stories. Somerset was  place for knights in shining armour who … Continue reading

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