A Man May Go To Heaven Without

And See The Rivers How They Run Through Woods And Meads, In Shade And Sun, Sometimes Swift, Sometimes Slow, Wave Succeeding Wave, They Go A Various Journey To The Deep, Like Human Life To Endless Sleep!

Digital Media Has Destroyed Much Of The Magic And Mystery Of The Medium.

St. Michaels Mount Is A Favourite Place Of Mine; People Will Walk Across To The Mount All Day And Assume They Will Be Able To Walk Home. The Spectacle Of Hundreds Of People Realising That The Path They Walked Over On Is Disappearing Under Several Feet Of Water Is Very Amusing.

And He That Will This Health Deny, Down Among The Dead Men Let Him Lie.

It's A Terrible Thing Wishing That It Can Be Someone Else's Tragedy.