After:
a meeting about climate change at Lancaster Friends' Meeting House, built 1708 (see here);
a lively gathering and discussion at the Merchants Restaurant and Bar, established 1688 (see images);
and a walk through the center of Lancaster to check on the Kashish -
- I am back at home and back on the blog while the speaker for our meeting is back on the train to Glasgow and Sheila is visiting family in Northern Ireland for a fortnight.
For a fuller perspective from this blog on, e.g., Poul Anderson's A Stone In Heaven, don't just read recent posts. Also search the blog for the title and for other key words. Much has not been said recently because it had been said before. However, I expect to exhaust my ability to say new things about familiar texts, rich and dense though they are. At present, I am staying with Anderson's always fascinating Technic History for as long as I can while also wondering what to turn to after that.
Today, except for the evening, was spent at home whereas tomorrow will involve a drive into the country with frequently mentioned Nygel so there will probably be less posts.
Fair winds forever.
6 comments:
Kaor, Paul!
Ah, Indian cuisine! I was immediately reminded of S.M. Stirling's THE PESHAWAR LANCERS, which I loved so much I read it three times! And Commissioner Chunderban Desai, from the planet Ramanujan, was of Indian descent. I am sure I read THE DAY OF THEIR RETURN and A KNIGHT OF GHOSTS AND SHADOWS, where we see him, three or more times.
We last see Desai on Terra, in KNIGHT, where he was teaching at the Diplomatic Academy before retiring.
Ad astra! Sean
Sean,
I have read right through and posted about both THE PESHAWAR LANCERS and CONQUISTADOR twice.
Paul.
Kaor, Paul!
And that was good! A good book deserves to be read more than once. The unfortunate common view is that a book only needs to be read once, that there's no point in reading it again, because you would already know what it was about. But I don't need to rehash points I made in one of my own articles!
Ad astra! Sean
I grew up around Indian cuisine in Kenya -- samosas were my favorite street-food, and I'd often buy one on my way to or from school.
In Rome, street food is slices of pizza in every possible flavor.
Kaor, Paul and Mr. Stirling!
And I made a point, when visiting Rome, to eat at least my lunches at neighborhood Roman pizza shops.
Ad astra! Sean
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