Monthly Archives: November 2017

A Makeover for Crimsonprose

Five years of blogging, time’s come for a makeover. And I don’t mean a new header, though that will come. And I don’t mean a new WP theme, though likely there’ll be one. I mean a complete overhaul. Five years … Continue reading

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A New Vehicle

Concluding the time-slip story, Can of Worms, a 16 year girl’s rune-aided hunt for a serial killer . . .  Read on Why does the journey back always seem shorter than the journey out? I didn’t want to go home—but … Continue reading

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The North and the South of it

At Norwich, in Norfolk, in many of the churches but especially the cathedral, the earlier, southern, style of Romanesque architecture (aka Byzantine) competes with the later, finer, often spectacular northern Gothic for the visitor’s eye. Norwich was my home-town, I … Continue reading

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Nihel Carved It

Continuing the time-slip story, Can of Worms, a 16 year girl’s rune-aided hunt for a serial killer . . . The penultimate episode We were late in arriving. But then we weren’t here to watch the show. We didn’t want … Continue reading

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Split Balls and Flaccid Fungi

There are probably less than a handful of fungi that are immediately recognisable. The oyster mushrooms, puff balls, fly agaric, shaggy inkcap and stink-horns . . . these last have become quite rare, at least in my neck of the … Continue reading

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Swords and Stones

Continuing the time-slip story, Can of Worms, a 16 year girl’s rune-aided hunt for a serial killer . . .  Read on “Holiday camp,” Gamal said, “Dear ancient Fearn said the gravedigger’s now a comedian.” “Implies the coast,” I said. … Continue reading

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My Butterfly Collection

As summer slides into autumn, and winter winds precociously rattle my bones, a look at the butterflies who obligingly posed for my camera these past few months . . . That’s all folks. Not the complete collection, but perhaps the … Continue reading

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