No gods and precious few heroes: transatlantic dispatches from Alex Massie
Winter sunshine.
PREVIOUS POST
Mini-hiatus Little to no blogging over the next few days, I'm afriad. I'm in East Lothian tonight, speaking at a St Andrews dinner, thence to Hawick to bid farewell to a cousin who is emigrating to Melbourne (an order for Boxing Day Ashes tickets has already, fear not, been placed) and then have a deadline to meet on Sunday. So, talk amongst yourselves peeps: now that counter-terrosim police have taken to arresting opposition politicians for the crime of embarrassing the government, is this government the worst we've endured in more than 50 years or merely one of the worst? Meanwhile, American readers are invited to speculate upon arguments in favour of, and against, a government bail-out for the Detroit Lions.
These photos are very attractive. However, they do rather give the impression that you might live in a hole in a riverbank like some sort of supporting cast member from The Wind In The Willows.
Posted by: Anthony | November 27, 2008 at 04:35 PM