Stories from the sleeping place
A photo visit to the cemetery at Ixelles (aka Elsene), the sleeping place for many Belgian dead and the resting place of many stories.
A travel blog about Stops and Stories. Read TheSupercargo’s Travel Blog for more detail or scroll down.
A photo visit to the cemetery at Ixelles (aka Elsene), the sleeping place for many Belgian dead and the resting place of many stories.
The Ghana Christmas ball was the first Christmas present I remember receiving. I was six years old and I was given the ball by my Father Christmas.
Cosmonauts – sailors through the cosmos; astronauts – sailors among the stars. My childhood heroes fly again at the Science Museum in London 2015-2016
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Pocket Atlas of Remote Islands: Fifty islands I have not visited and never will by Judith Schalansky – a review and an appreciation of a fascinating book.
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This week I am diminished, made smaller, because last Friday I helped to bury my friend. I’d known Adrian since we were 10 years old and at school together.
In which we review the lockdown – so called – that Brussels has recently been experiencing, and view the cat meme and bad photos from around the city.
Paris: A look back to a visit Mrs SC and I made in May, a photo essay and some thoughts about the recent terror attack there.
In which, still in Brighton, we visit a cafe where once was an antiques shop that I worked in: stories of the two proprietors 40 years ago.
What is left of the West Pier across the shingle. I am on holiday once again – a new blog entry will follow just as soon as I have the time to write it!
We visit the author’s home town, Brighton and Hove, and indulge in some nostalgia to the sound of “the grating roar/Of pebbles which the waves draw back”.