Curly's Capers

Autumn Almanac Here's that Kinks song again with some very tasteful photographs. JULY In July I found a poem by Robert Frost, perfectly suited to George Martin's saga " A Game of Ice And Fire." Fire and Ice BY  ROBERT FROST  (1920) Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice. D.and I visited Lyme Regis again: here are two shots: The top one looks out along the rocks at the end of The Cobb Harbour The bottom shows The Cobb looking from the gardens at sunset. July is  the month of the annual Cricket Festival, played on the college ground. I penned a poem and researched some notes. Here are my closing statements: "  Cheltenham Cricket Festival is the longest running Cricket Festival on an out gr...

 "  From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar,     When the dawn begins to crack.     It's all  part of my autumn almanac.      Breeze blows leaves of a musty-coloured yellow,       So I sweep them in my sack       Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac "  Autumn Almanac " by Ray Davies of the Kinks. Thinking about this song and because 2014 is  readily coming to an end, I thought I would look back in a two part review of the year. JANUARY On January 2nd 2014, the great jockey Terry Biddlecombe died.  Terry won the Gold Cup,  on " Woodland Venture " for me at 14/1. It was the first time I'd ever been to Cheltenham Racecourse. At that moment he became my friend for life.  Here is the rest of my blog entry: Woodland was ridden by Terry Biddlecombe and he instantly became my hero. He always seemed to be one of the lads, who you could ...