Autolycus

If postings have been a bit sparse recently, one of the reasons why has been a burst of early spring-cleaning, to get the flat ready for a w...

As it happens, my flat is over the entrance to our communal garage, so there are plenty of people passing under my window, which has an expo...

I see that the proprietors of the Daily Mail and other fishwrap have lost their claim to the courts that the current judicial enquiry into p...

What with email, Facebook and such, postal deliveries are a sad disappointment these days. Some bills still come on paper, as do begging let...

Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Jack and the Beanstalk, Dick Whittington - but a panto based on, of all things, Beowulf? Well, yes. Over a pub ...

It's a while since I walked over to Greenwich. Yesterday's visit showed the riverside building works still going on: some permanent ...

A rather quieter reminder of snow: some photos of last year's white Christmas with a bell-like version of something seasonable, by an un...

Just to make sure of a little show of snow this Christmas, here's a video card from a remote Inuit village in Alaska (it was all the rag...

It's no good: there just doesn't seem to be a way of shaking off the idea that, whatever I'm doing, I ought to be doing somethin...

The regular return of an old friend featured in a post last Easter . Now that the seasons have turned again, it's the Christmas cactus t...

It being St Andrew's Day, today is the time to dust off one's distant Scottish ancestry. In the true spirit of parsimony (and soft S...

No self-respecting bird has any excuse for missing the invitation of these blazing red berries. I assume we can expect to see plenty of seed...

Perhaps she didn't intend to comment on the weather, but as I came out of Canary Wharf underground station into this afternoon's clo...

Enjoying the morning sun over a cup of tea in my living-room, I caught an unexpected glint in the corner of my eye. From about halfway up on...

One of my big retirement projects is to digitise all the old photos piled up in boxes in my cupboard of clutter and mysteries. Seizing the f...

The unusually warm weather has been producing some odd sights, and I don't just mean the people still risking T-shirts (not exactly a si...

There's a small flurry of excitement about the launch of the new series of the Danish crime series The Killing ("this time, she...

The gooseberry chutney I made in August is edible, indeed more than acceptable with a nice bit of cheese or cold chicken. There's defin...

That's how long I was perched on a narrow, downward-sloping ledge with one arm hooked round the railings at the back of St Paul's Ca...

http://autolycus-london.blogspot.com/2008/08/lest-we-forget.html There's a reason for two minutes' silence.