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You may have noticed there was something of a blank here at Lucid Ephemera for a few weeks while I went off and did festive things and had a holiday. More details on Italians in puffy jackets and wild boar salami follow in the next few weeks. In the meantime, I hope all of you [...]

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Pubbery

The pub is a Great British Institution and occupies a very particular place in English life.  On long winter afternoons the pub is a welcome change from the confines of the house, offering a cosy alternative when its dark by four and the evenings go on forever. Nursing a drink over an extended period in [...]

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Blessed with a temporarily sunny day and encumbered with a desire to get out of the house, yesterday I ventured out on a jaunt into Derbyshire, this time to visit Kedleston Hall. The place is gorgeous. It has a spectacular art collection, an awe-inspiring domed entrance hall and a suite of rooms entirely covered in [...]

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One of the things that I love doing when visiting anywhere in England is looking at the graves and tombs in and around old churches. Call me morbid, but I love the old headstones, some with inscriptions so worn they’re indecipherable. It makes me think about what we leave behind, and what the world will [...]

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Yesterday I visited a country that doesn’t exist. Not as an official nation, that is; as a place it looked pretty real to me. I crossed the line (deliberately, this time, as opposed to last time) into Northern Nicosia, which is part of Northern Cyprus. The northern half of Cyprus was invaded by Turkey in [...]

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If the Poet Lord Byron was odd, his uncle, the Evil Lord Byron, was completely nuts. He fought a duel, swords and all, with his cousin, and after winning was promptly tried for murder. He was also known for building a fort in front his house, and installing a cannon in it, which he would [...]

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On Saturday, I went to Bunny. Well, I drove past it, making rabbit jokes to which the Beloved responded with snide remarks about Playboy mansions. English place names are a frequent source of comedy on our day trips around the countryside and speak volumes about both events in English history and the age of the [...]

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