Fine words butter no parsnips

 Well, I was just kidding when I assured Robert Godden that I’d used ‘Fine words butter no parsnips’ in a long ago blogpost. Purportedly, he’s just spent an hour looking through the archives of my various blogs for the nonexistent time I used that phrase…now I almost feel bad, but not really.  Maybe he-of-gullible-tendencies… Continue reading Fine words butter no parsnips

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Lahikmajoe as a wee lad...

This is one of my photos from London, and I’ve been considering different ways to continue blogging about those two trips. See, for those who haven’t been following at home, I went to London to see Robert Godden and hang out with my friends Nigel (this blog’s London correspondent) and @elaine4queeen this autumn, and then… Continue reading do what you love

starting and ending in the front room on the Tottenham Riviera

The trip to London is like a huge chunk of molten ore from which I’ll be mining blogposts for a long time to come. Were I to show you my itinerary, you’d be astounded at how much I packed into such a short trip. Big ups to @elaine4queen for meditation-related help and conversations of the… Continue reading starting and ending in the front room on the Tottenham Riviera