Mired in the Mud … Thoughts on Poetry and Fiction and War
If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, you’ll know that I usually write something about Remembrance Day in November. For many years, I taught at a school named for John McCrae, who wrote the famous poem “In Flanders Fields,” so …
Paying Our Respects … in Northern France
Our trip in France continues apace. Pace being the operative word. I think we bit off more than we could comfortably chew, in terms of how much ground we had hoped to cover in a month. Reminds me of when …
Remembering Our Remembrance Day … In Australia
Since I was a kid, I’ve always thought that Remembrance Day was an important day. And never more so than when I was a teacher at John McCrae Secondary School, named for the Canadian doctor who wrote the iconic poem …
Love, Sex, Pain and The Whole Damned Thing… or October Book Club
On a dark and windy (but not stormy) night, just before Halloween, my book club gathered at the beautiful home of one our members, to eat and drink and talk about war. More specifically about books on World War I. …