As today has been a hot, humid day, I took it easy after the strains of last week and two lovely but rather short nights. Started to read a book by Simon Winchester, called The Meaning of Everything, telling the story of the Oxford English Dictionary. As I was confronted with the origins of the English language once more, I remembered how much I miss Scotland. So Mick Jagger and the Chieftains were dug up once more, to recall old tunes not listened to for much too long…
The long black veil, Jagger, Chieftains
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