Martin's Mag.

Something one notices with the advancing years is the time one spends in pubs with old men.

Like most art exhibitions, this, Cosmos, at the Royal West-of-England Academy, covers the bases from thought-provoking to bonkers.

A long time since the last update. There are some times when one is too busy dong things to take pictures. The usual Christmas things with family, grand-children and friends, plus a few birthdays. The days are getting longer now, and Spring is on the way, as demonstrated by these snowdrops and, in our garden pond, frogspawn!

I momentarily became part of an exhibit in the Emma Talbot exhibition at The Arnolfini in Bristol. https://arnolfini.org.uk/whatson/emmatalbot/

You can see all the way to Steep Holm and Hinkley C!

The Wiltshire Wildlife Trust run this nature reserve near Malmesbury. Equally as well-known for it’s Dragonfly Café.

It’s a bit of a wild place, is Porlock Weir. Something to do with those poets that used to hang around the place a couple of centuries ago. Most famously Coleridge. There is now a Coleridge Way which meanders through the area. More to do with attracting tourists than celebrating the man, I suspect. Anyway, they were all on drugs, him and that Wordsworth and Percy “Bysshe” Shelley (what sort of a nickname is that?). The Weir was the centre of a thriving fishing industry until the twentieth century. We walked from the Weir, along the shoreline and inland to the separate town of Porlock, and back. Avoided most of the showers.

A couple of days in our old stamping ground. We stayed in the Bowcombe Boathouse, thanks to F&P.