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When thou wast borne, some say, & all do thinke,The urine that thou mad’st, was perfect inke. Better than Rhubarbe purging melancholyOne that hath got of words the monopolyThat evesdrops a phrase, and like a spieWatcheth each bombast word, as … Continue reading →

On a distant planet named “Cannes” a film festival is in full weightless swing. It is the cue for French television to go “French Glamour” mad. On TV2 last night Sophie Marceau held court in blue while a Select Committee … Continue reading →

So you are 32, Tom Coryat, walking prodigious distances through northern France each day. Talking with who ever you find. Remember the words of his friend, John Gifford: “the wonder of this age, which doth admireHow Travell, Wit and Art … Continue reading →

Tim Moore sped through in his Rolls Royce, Tom Coryat found them mean and ignoble, but I like the places between Amiens and Paris. They do not have major tour attractions, though in the country nearby there is horseriding, country … Continue reading →