Come or the stellar tide will slip away
Maybe God is an electron. My sub atomic physics aren't great, but all this stuff about being everywhere but nowhere... I had always wondered what quarks were. This term was coined as a cover all to simplify the mystifying spectrum of sub atomic particles. No less involved is the angel hierarchy. Perhaps they are the same thing.Good the scientists and god bothers can bugger off and fight amongst themselves.
The astute will already have spotted the Venetian connection in today's title. Ezra Pound is buried on the frankly wierd cemetary island here. It is currently invisible from my window, due to a disgusting blustery storm. Winter is here at last. The Italian news has been full, for reasons I find hard to discern, of a young lady called Claudia Pandolfi. I have no idea who she is, but still, to warm the cockles of my legions of readers, and make up for the fact that the only women yet to feature has been the frankly knarly (unless you are Rick) Claire Ward...
Oh, and far less excitingly, we will be gracing England with our presence from 21st to 30th December.
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Gah. I've wanted to see Ezra Pound's grave for years. I've seen a photo of it. Must come and visit you and the cemetery island. However, it is more likely I will see you in the UK -- I'm back from 12th Dec till 2nd Jan -- will drop you line.
Bif,
I was rather hoping you'd tell me that this little pocket rocket is what you have lined up for me on my forthcoming visit. Is this just an average run of the mill venetian girly? Alas I suspect not, I'm sure even Venice has its share of swamp donkeys.
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