Going with the Grain

Going with the Grain

On our recent travels my eye was caught by a small carving of a face on a mediaeval building in a Burgundy backwater. The colour is visible, in spite of all the years which have passed, and the features and character are clearly discernible.  What I like about it is...
Lost for Words?

Lost for Words?

I saw this on a wall in Charite sur Loire.  I think it roughly translates as a word separates and repairs; it signifies a loss and a return (with apologies to Patrick Granville).  Apart from being such a lovely thing to find on a wall — so much better than No...