1000 miles in 1000 hours: the athletic feat of 1809
Walking a mile in a hour sounds straightforward. Walking ten miles in ten hours sounds reasonably doable, even leisurely. How about walking a mile in each of one thousand successive…
Poca favilla gran fiamma seconda
Walking a mile in a hour sounds straightforward. Walking ten miles in ten hours sounds reasonably doable, even leisurely. How about walking a mile in each of one thousand successive…
A while ago there seemed to be a vogue for rather pompously titled (albeit often quite entertaining) books on various drinks / foods / animals / trees / whatever that…
In 2013 I entered this in one of the Spectator’s poetry competitions, if memory serves a version of a well-known poem endeavouring to convey the precisely opposite message. With apologies…
Today, Friday and Saturday are Ember Days. I had never heard of these (though “embertide” rings a faint bell) until I came across this tweet In a way Fr Schrenk…
Recently I came across the placename Geneva Barracks, near Passage East in Waterford. Obviously a slightly unusual name, I wondered was it an Anglicisation of something – but in fact…
One of the nice things about growing older is that you lose some of the inhibitions about admitting you haven’t read a particular writer. One of the less nice things…
At First Things, a highly thought-provoking essay by Helen Andrews on online shaming, and specifically her own experience. One of the most repellent features of online and social media discourse,…
Here’s a poster for this event in one of the most beautiful (and atmospheric) churches in Clonmel: Here’s a video of the Vilnius Municipal Choir performing the piece. Although obviously…