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Kings Boney Mania

(0) Comments | Posted 3 October 2012 | (21:50)

Bones: they're all the rage now, aren't they?
We're all waiting on King Richard III, wondering if he can manage to be the bones beneath the municipal car park in Leicester. Such an unceremonious end.
Yet he is not the only king to be bundled up and...

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Bayeux Revisited: Or, a Tale of Victorian Censorship

(2) Comments | Posted 15 February 2012 | (17:24)

Regional museums: a delightful hotch-potch, a veritable Granny's-Front-Room with accompanying cafe, shop and starry-eyed curator.

We pottered off to Reading Museum: a random outpouring of stories old and quaint. It is a Regional Curator's task to put the beloved claptrap of centuries into context.

On the first floor,one exhibit dominates...

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The Folkestone Mermaid

(0) Comments | Posted 14 September 2011 | (11:37)

Every sea should have its mermaid.

All the most romantic waters of the world have them. So why not the English Channel?

Granted, a mermaid in these murky waters would have to be a specialist. The Channel's shipping lanes are infamous.

From our picture window on the Folkestone coast,...

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The Man Behind the Rosetta Stone

(0) Comments | Posted 14 September 2011 | (11:08)

You need sharp elbows and the assertiveness of a seasoned Women's Institute member to see the Rosetta Stone.
But I still marched my eight-year-old son along to the British Museum to see it during the Summer holidays.
The pragmatic part of me whispered internally that this black stone...

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Press press press...

(2) Comments | Posted 12 August 2011 | (08:28)

Bringing up a son is an education.

The male psyche is a foreign land to me, and I have, until now, expected it to send ambassadors. But sons send out no ambassadors, and I am preparing an envoy as we speak.

We ambled along the South Bank to the Tate...

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Speed Demons at the Millennium Bridge

(2) Comments | Posted 1 August 2011 | (14:36)

The very important man on the other end of the phone broke off abruptly from our conversation. "There's one straight over my head at the moment!" he shouted with barely controlled glee. "It's scared of landing on the building. It's a young one, it's swooping around, just beautiful."

I did...

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Artless at a Summer Exhibition

(1) Comments | Posted 27 July 2011 | (18:34)

Sometimes, a child says it best because a child is artless.

As the Emperor found out to his cost. You know how the tale goes.

The day the tailors bowled up to the castle gates he should have sent them packing, but he let them do their sales blurb and...

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Picnicking With Martians

(6) Comments | Posted 21 July 2011 | (12:14)

The holidays are upon us. Very soon hordes of pupils will no longer be schoolchildren, but our own charges waiting for entertainment.

What to do with a Summer holiday afternoon?

Why, recall an English author's nightmare vision, of course: and return to the scene of his horrific creation.


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