The lovely town of Cassel, near Lille in Northern France, is shrouded in mist – the same mist that had accompanied our first ever visit to the World War One
Tag: WW1
Voices in the Mist (1)Voices in the Mist (1)
We had never been to the First World War monuments and graves in northern France. As a young man, I considered them part of a national mindset that glorified war.
A game of three halves (3 of 3)A game of three halves (3 of 3)
Continued from Part Two So, this one day, considered in all its facets, resolves itself into a journey, a destination and an arrival – an arrival at a meeting
A game of three halves (2)A game of three halves (2)
It is, still, all of it, only one day… Though now the winds that buffeted the bed-and-breakfast farmhouse have abated. I look at my watch. We have two hours
A game of three halves (1)A game of three halves (1)
It is, after all, only one day… Have you ever re-assembled a day into a different sequence? Been so involved with its contents that the threads seem to weave themselves,