2. A Jesuit Priest, Virginia Woolf and a dachshund…

Pru and I go for a walk. The walks mid-January come as a challenge to a Floridian and her miniature Dachshund puppy, whose heart hovers just above the frozen ground here in England. The length of our walk is quite short, just to the corner. With Pru it stretches into a veritable twenty minute adventure.Continue reading “2. A Jesuit Priest, Virginia Woolf and a dachshund…”

1. Pru, what are we going to do with you?

Pru sits on top of my desk in her dog bed. I find it hard to type with her in my lap and she finds it hard to believe she is a dog. Pru is short for Prudence or Prudentia and she is a petite five month old miniature dachshund. Pru the pup proudly holdsContinue reading “1. Pru, what are we going to do with you?”

The Voyage Home

Virginia Woolf’s authoritative understanding of words came to mind as I contemplated a particular word that had been banished to the shadows of modern life.   “…words, are full of echoes, of associations – They have been out and about, on people’s lips, in their houses, in the streets, in the fields, for so many centuries.Continue reading “The Voyage Home”