I live in Windsor. At least I used to. Until it got just a teensy bit hotter than I would want. Which is what would have happened if the BBC forecast, shown below, was accurate…..
Day: 28 August 2008
Crunch time
I had some unusual habits when I was young. [Didn’t we all?] No, really.
I ate cockroaches. Apparently. This was when I was crawling around on all fours in Calcutta. Every now and then, my parents would hear a tell-tale crunching sound, come running to wherever I was, only to see the last vestiges of cockroach disappear down my gullet. A one-man roach exterminator. Or so I’m told.
Old habits die hard.
Which may be one of the reasons I found Catherine Chalmers’ work extraordinarily compelling. I was blown away by Safari as shown in the latest issue of Wholphin, and have ordered both her books. Amazing stuff.
Incidentally, when I was a few years older, my father taught me these lines:
Algy met a bear; the bear met Algy; the bear was bulgy; the bulge was Algy.
A whole ecosystem encapsulated in four sentences? Strange how memory works. Because that’s what came to mind when I saw this photo on Catherine’s site, and the two that followed.
Go take a look at the site, it has some wonderful stuff.