Tag Archives: William Morris

Tangled up. Sometimes in blue

Posted on February 21, 2018 by memoirsofahusk

‘You’re keeping busy’, someone said to me to me this week, as if I were a retired person going on serial coach trips. Not that there’s anything wrong with coach trips. Especially if they involve drinking illicit alcohol on the … Continue reading →

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“Nothing is perfect. There are lumps in it”

Posted on August 14, 2015 by memoirsofahusk

I was going to use the first bit of that quotation: “Finality is death. Perfection is finality.” but I thought it was a bit depressing. It comes from, ‘The Crock of Gold’, written in 1912 by Irish poet, novelist and … Continue reading →

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