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Books I Enjoyed in 2017

Sat, 30 Dec 2017 06:03:13 +0000

The books I enjoyed the most this year were: * Edoardo Albert. Oswiu: King of Kings. The third in Albert’s trilogy about the Christian kings of Northumberland. * Lloyd Alexander. The High King. An excellent conclusion to a great series. * Michael Bond. A Bear Called Paddington. The first in the series; the one book […]

“The Sojourner in Her House” (Exodus 3:21-22)

Wed, 29 Nov 2017 05:15:20 +0000

In Exodus 3:21-22, we read that each “woman will ask from her neighbor and from the sojourner in her house objects of silver and objects of gold and clothing.” What in the world does “the sojourner in her house” mean here? It makes it sound as if there were Egyptian women — or at least, […]

Strange and Wonderful Proceedings

Thu, 23 Nov 2017 05:31:49 +0000

I remember my earliest visits to jazz clubs when I was still a teenager. Before the music started, I would say to myself, “Almost anything could happen tonight. Almost anything!” Perhaps that sounds naive, the breathless enthusing of a fan, not the sober reflections of a future critic and music historian, but I still can’t […]


Wed, 08 Nov 2017 05:29:38 +0000

Music fans today can hardly imagine how disruptive the saxophone was during the early days of jazz.  Even decades after the sax had taken over the bandstand, many New Orleans purists objected to its baneful presence.  And the instrument had other marks against it.  The sax was not an accepted symphonic instrument — the American […]

Just So

Fri, 03 Nov 2017 14:17:23 +0000

Angela Thirkell describes how she used to play Cavaliers and Roundheads with her cousins.  She and her cousin Josephine Kipling were the Cavaliers, and the Roundhead was Josephine’s father, whom Thirkell calls “Cousin Ruddy”: Josephine, very fair-haired and blue-eyed, was my bosom friend, and though we both adored her father, the stronger bond of patriotism […]

“The Holy City”

Fri, 03 Nov 2017 04:44:03 +0000

From the time of Moses and the building of the tabernacle through the time of David and the kings, it was the tabernacle or the later temple that was the holy place. But what is easily overlooked is that after the return from exile, things change. Peter Lau and Gregory Goswell explain: It is plain […]

Mrs. Burne-Jones

Thu, 02 Nov 2017 17:36:25 +0000

Angela Thirkell talks about how her grandmother — the wife and, later, widow of the painter, Edward Burne-Jones — used to have workingmen into her home to read to them about Pre-Raphaelitism and socialism: “All the snobbishness latent in children came to the fore as we watched the honoured but unhappy workman sitting stiffly on […]

Pre-Raphaelite “Comfort”

Tue, 31 Oct 2017 04:53:19 +0000

What would it be like to live in a house with furniture designed by, say, William Morris or someone with similar ideals?  Lest anyone read John Ruskin or Morris or the various Pre-Raphaelites and think he’d like to live in such an abode, I offer this from Angela Thirkell, the granddaughter of Edward Burne-Jones: Curtains […]

Heredity … of a Sort

Fri, 27 Oct 2017 05:22:12 +0000

Angela Thirkell was the granddaughter of the painter Edward Burne-Jones, who was influenced in his early years by Gabriel Rossetti but who later developed his own style and his own ideals of beauty, which he transmitted not only in his art but, surprisingly, also in his progeny.  She talks about the “pure ‘Burne-Jones’ type” of […]

Bells on Sunday

Thu, 26 Oct 2017 00:01:59 +0000

I suppose every one has a mental picture of the days of the week, some seeing them as a circle, some as an endless line, and others again, for all I know, as cubes and triangles.  Mine is a wavy line proceeding to infinity, dipping to Wednesday which is the colour of old silver dark […]