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Saturday, 6 September 2014
Mad, Bad, and Dangerous to Know.
When did you last read Byron; or indeed, have you ever read any Byron?
He must be one of the most famous un-read poets of the past millennium; in fact I believe that, today, at both Oxford and Cambridge (Byron himself was at Trinity Cambridge) his works remain almost unstudied.
However, Byron's is a name that we all recognise, and probably treat with respect; even though he is mostly remembered for his 'club foot', his good looks, his bisexuality, his affair with a choirboy', his incestuous relationship with a half-sister, his love of exotic animals, and his early death aged 36.
The only thing that Byron is NOT remembered for, is his poetry.
Myself, I associate him with a quotation which is extremely pertinent today. 'A celebrity is one who is known to many persons, who he is glad he doesn't know'.
Were he alive today he might have written 'A celebrity is one who we're all glad we don't know'.
He used to sleep with his hair in paper curlers! Oh yes he did.
Total Eclipse of the Blog
Hello, dear readers! Are you in the path of the eclipse? Did you buy the
special glasses? I am sort of in the path and bought glasses . . . however
10 months ago
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 45 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), a Border Collie/Black Lab' cross called Bok, a cat called Freddie, plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!