Walking in Surrey

It has been noted by a friend of ours that most of my recent posts – and I use the term recent in the loosest of senses – have been about graveyards. So you probably won’t be surprised to learn that our recent excursion into Surrey saw us visiting two nice country cemeteries as well.

What we did on our holidays (1495 edition)

I know we promised you mountains, but this will have to wait until [m] finds the time to put together a blog post. You see, where I come from the landscape looks like this… … so, frankly, I don’t feel competent to write about mountains. [m], on the other hand, is a regular Heidi –

Fairytale Mugs

To round off this month’s fairytale theme, here’s something I stumbled upon at my parents’ house just the other day: According to my mum, my sister and me had these mugs when we were little kids, though personally I don’t have any recollection of it. To me they look like they might as well be

Sixteen Tiles & Sixteen Tales

This is a follow up to my post of two weeks ago – it comes a bit belatedly since I spent last week skiing in the Carinthian Alps with my parents (more on which another time). Anyway, that last post about the fairytale-reliefs which decorate the school in Vienna’s Petrusgasse made me remember another building

Sculpture, sculpture on the wall…

Those of you who have been following this blog through the last month or so won’t be surprised to hear that among my recent reading there was The Folklore of Discworld, written by Terry Pratchett and folklorist Jacqueline Simpson. It’s a sort of compendium of the innumerable folk and fairy tales that, over the years,