And where round the sundial(‘Love’s Nocturn’ – Dante Gabriel Rossetti)
The reluctant hours of day,
Heartless, hopeless of their way,
Rest and call;
The house of every man is to him as his Castle and Fortresse, as well for his defence against injury and violence, as for his repose.
(Coke’s Reports – Edward Coke)
As he brooded restlessly along the Oxfordshire landscape, he felt the story of England, of which he was part, gradually taking possession of him. He must learn it all, through and through, not to make any material use of it, but for its own sake, as a lover. That was it: he was in love with England.
(Robinson of England – John Drinkwater)
Nobody knows the age and origin of the Whiteleaf Cross for certain. Read More
In my last post, I referred to Pomparles Bridge as ‘legendary’ — and so it is. But while that Pomparles Bridge was in the same location, give or take, as the present-day bridge, they are not the same thing. The visitor, misty-eyed and semi-delirious from the effects of Arthurian tales, nerves tingling with the notion of sighting the Lady of the Lake, will be crushingly disappointed with the reality. Read More
It seems you can’t walk anywhere in the West Country without tripping over a stone circle. I came across this one by the A39, when I was walking out of Glastonbury, in the direction of Street. Read More