Doors and sardines as the clue to life

Goodness me, I don’t know where this week has gone! Well, I do, of course; but it does seem rather surprising that it is already Thursday… It’s not that it has been especially busy – full, but not frantic. in fact, full and yet unhurried. Which has been rather nice. I am not sure what… Continue reading Doors and sardines as the clue to life

Do I know the the destination? No…

I am trying to write an essay on something about gesture, early modern and pre-modern literature. That sounds good, doesn’t it! It would sound very much better if I actually had a question, rather than a series of vague but interesting disconnected thoughts. It will, I know, come together, at least well enough. But quite… Continue reading Do I know the the destination? No…