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Culture | Biff Raven-Hill
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Old values in the modern world. The Big, Wide World. WW2 Workshops for Schools. September 11, 2016. Have you missed it? Rat, O Rat by Christopher Logue (1926-2011). Never in my life have I seen. As handsome a rat as you. Thank you for noticing my potatoes. O Rat, I am not rich. I left you a note concerning my potatoes,. But I see that I have placed it too high. And you could not read it. O Rat, my wife and I are cursed. With the possession of a large and hungry dog;. Which is forever on our lips. Save me...
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Sarcastic Art Review Fun Time: How To Get A Head In Life
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Saturday, 10 January 2015. How To Get A Head In Life. Answer: a good, sharp sword. In the Book of Judith, Judith is a hot widow who wants to save Israel from the Assyrians. So, she cozies up to the powerful Assyrian general Holofernes, who really wants to tap her Lord-Enhanced Loveliness. When she finally agrees to party with him one night, he gets super drunk and passes out, and she takes the opportunity to behead him. Caravaggio, c. 1598-99 ( Source. First, the beheadee:. Also note the spurting blood t...
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Household Hints & DIY | Biff Raven-Hill
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Old values in the modern world. The Big, Wide World. WW2 Workshops for Schools. Archive Household Hints and DIY. Practical Hints and Trade Secrets – by Albert Cronkshaw. April 23, 2015. Household Hints and DIY. I found this book at a flea market in Hebden Bridge at the weekend and if there was ever a book more suited to this website, I challenge you to find it. It was originally printed in 1920 and revised and self published by the author several times consequently. Well done that man. April 2, 2015.
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Sunday Poem 231 | Biff Raven-Hill
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Old values in the modern world. The Big, Wide World. WW2 Workshops for Schools. September 11, 2016. Have you missed it? Rat, O Rat by Christopher Logue (1926-2011). Never in my life have I seen. As handsome a rat as you. Thank you for noticing my potatoes. O Rat, I am not rich. I left you a note concerning my potatoes,. But I see that I have placed it too high. And you could not read it. O Rat, my wife and I are cursed. With the possession of a large and hungry dog;. Which is forever on our lips. I found...
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Seasonal Fun | Biff Raven-Hill
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Old values in the modern world. The Big, Wide World. WW2 Workshops for Schools. April 13, 2015. This weekend didn’t go quite as planned as I was supposed to be trading at an open-air Steampunk festival in Diss, but a combination of difficulties plus the vicissitudes of April weather rendered the trip unfeasible. Boy the Elder and I promptly fell asleep in a heap on the back seat and woke up alone in a farmyard adorned with rusting machinery. I assume this is Norfolk? Dry, warmed and dressed, we headed ba...
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BELLEAU COTTAGE: July 2012
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Tuesday, 17 July 2012. Where do ghosts live? I must start with a couple of apologies, firstly, this blog is being posted about two weeks late so not quite topical, and secondly for the quality of the photographs, they were taken with my iphone - not my usual camera of choice. Anyway we’ve been making the most of these breaks in the weather to take long evening constitutionals to some of our favourite haunts. Another night, another trek, this time by the Great Eau, I happened to turn from the river and my...
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BELLEAU COTTAGE: March 2012
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Saturday, 17 March 2012. The Wild West End. London, what the Dickens? I’ve been witness to a media gunfight; compliments shot with the violence of bullets ricocheted off a members club wall, while the war cries of good jobs and success echoed around the room. It all started as I sat in a Soho members club, I was a little too involved in what I was doing to notice that the afternoon was giving way to early evening and I’d missed my window of escape. There was a moment of calm whilst the gunslingers eyed e...
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BELLEAU COTTAGE: June 2013
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Sunday, 23 June 2013. Then on to the heart of the city with the coffee shop chains serving the early rising tourists or the late to bed revellers, the tired looking traders trudging head down to work while the traffic tunes up for its noisy opera of revving engines and hooting horns. I must admit all this activity gave me teensy tinge of sadness, that is the memory of youth and the good times had. However, it wasn’t always like this, there was a time as a young club promoter when this town felt lik...
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BELLEAU COTTAGE: May 2013
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Thursday, 2 May 2013. I’ve been waiting for Spring before I stuck my words above ground, but what with the delay of that and the fact that melancholy had seeped into like treacle over the winter, filling my veins and slowing my pace, four months have shot past before I’ve used my computer for anything but work. It was good to see that even my old friend has finally got into the spirit of things and is bristling with leaf buds. Now he’s a great listener so good in fact to that rudely I’ve neve...He seems ...
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BELLEAU COTTAGE: A sound proof box
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Friday, 28 December 2012. A sound proof box. I never knew his real name for a long time, he was dad to me and Mac to everyone else, including mum. What fragments of his early history I do know about came in fractured conversation greased with dripping and washed down with cold tea. Dad would talk of his early life in the 'big house' although the only memory I can recall him telling me was that he and his sister were forced to eat fruit cake, the dislike of which stuck with him all his life. It may have b...
