“Being the account of 10,000 miles in the saddle through the Americas from Argentina to Washington”: read with great excitement and no little puzzlement as a small boy in a dusty 30s edition, then completely forgotten, now reissued (free reg). I guess that that sensation of great cathedrals being built in one’s mind is now…
Now that even those proto-Talibanic Gauls have decided that Queens are A Good Thing, and now that national political clans have made the hop to Brussels (more dosh, less accountability), it’s surely time for a stupid but photogenic nephew-niece of one of the latter to be made King-Queen of Europe, with a view to the…
That’s one’s immediate reaction to. I still have an early 21st century Nokia (battery life: two weeks), but can anyone else remember Before Google Maps?
