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About Me
- Nige
- Nige, who, like Mr Kenneth Horne, prefers to remain anonymous, was also a founder blogger of The Dabbler and a co-blogger on the Bryan Appleyard Thought Experiments blog. He is the sole blogger on this one, and his principal aim is to share various of life's pleasures. These tend to relate to books, art, poems, butterflies, birds, churches, music, walking, weather, drink, etc, with occasional references to the passing scene. His book, The Mother of Beauty: On the Golden Age of English Church Monuments, and Other Matters of Life and Death, is available on Amazon or direct from the author.
That's it then. It's confirmed. This is the end of the world...
ReplyDeleteNot so fast, Madeley...
ReplyDeleteI wish you'd make up your mind, Nige. I've already torched my shed and I'm prepared to wander the wastelands, dressed like Mel Gibson in 'Mad Max 3: Beyond Thunderdome' (which I think is the best of the Mad Max films, as I'm sure you'll agree).
ReplyDeleteI'm getting stuff done before going to the Caribbean for ten days. I'm ready to blow this joint -- America -- Wall Street and all. The vibe here is toooo depressing right now....
ReplyDeleteDitch the Caribbean, Susan. There's room in our makeshift wagon train for one more. We're heading North, well away from civilization where I hope to establish a pantisocracy after the model of Coleridge but with Nige as our spiritual leader.
ReplyDeleteYou might come to rue that decision, Dick - but if there's room for me and a few owls, what the hey? Wagons roll!
ReplyDeleteYou have me laughing now, Nige, which is a good thing, but let's not forget that we have troubling times ahead.
ReplyDeleteI know exactly how you feel, Nige. It's exactly how I've felt since returning from the mountains. This, too, shall pass, I guess.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Frank - it will indeed - and soon...
ReplyDeleteNige, please find enclosed the following words of wisdom distilled from the knowledge accumulated during my sojourn amongst the earthlings.
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Wise words, Malty - if only I could afford to act on them...
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