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And an old dog is generally in their company

My title comes from the closing chapter of Dombey & Son. Dickens realised after sending the manuscript to his proof-reader that he had left a loose end, and he wrote to him: “I suddenly remember that I have forgotten Diogenes.  Will you put him in the last little chapter?” That chapter now includes this sentence: Autumn days […]

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A couple sitting by the sea

I have become chary of referring to people as “old” since I am already past an age which I would have considered ancient when I was, say 25. These two, sitting at the top of the beach at Daymer Bar, were probably not much older than I am. Bigger version Perhaps it was his grey […]

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Contrasting cruises on the Camel

  Neither of the boat trips shown here can properly be described as a cruise. The word does, however, have an alliterative value for the purposes of my title. The first boat is one of those noisy vulgar things, as garish in decor as it is intrusive to the ear. It thunders past here several […]

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Trebetherick sea and sky

I am at Trebetherick in North Cornwall. My wife, Mary Ann, has been coming here since she was an infant, and we first came here together 30 years or so ago. Our eldest son learnt to walk down here; all three boys and our two successive labradors have played in the sea here, and it is a […]

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