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Author Archives: Harry Nicholson
What I did at the weekend.
I was called from retirement to be one of four judges at the Beveren rabbit club Centenary Show at Thirsk, North Yorkshire. Here we are again. Last time was at Leamington Spa about 28 years ago. A table of White … Continue reading
Recent enamels from the kiln
Trees: unleaded blue, painted onto leaded white.
The Best of Days
https://www.amazon.co.uk/Best-Days-memoir-sea/dp/1981922954/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1527018488&sr=8-1&keywords=harry+nicholson … The Blurb: Here is a memoir of journeys into deep waters on merchant ships. There are tranquil tropical harbours and violent storms far from shore. We are in the wireless room when ships are calling for help. The … Continue reading
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Hanging on to the past
Originally posted on Out of a living silence:
“The world of dew is the world of dew. And yet, and yet–” ― Kobayashi Issa When I lived in Hiroshima from the autumn of 1977 until the spring of 1979, I…
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Secrets of a Casual Poultry Breeder
This morning, the Egton Bridge (though we meet at Lealholm) Writer’s Group enjoyed my bit about hens: Secrets of a Casual Poultry Breeder. Part1. Not all hens are daft. My first birds were a quartet of pedigree Marans; forty years … Continue reading
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Someone, long-gone, used Granny’s bed to mend a gap by the track to Sleights Moor.Pines above Rosedale. Nobody came back for the old plough. England’s highest pub.
The year has turned
Soon the garden will be like this once more. The blackbird will see off the cuckoo. The track to the moor will be dry. And there will be fawns to meet.
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Amost empty at Beck Hole Codgers at Egton Show The goosegog show Clutter at the hardware shop
