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Disappeared…

Looking through some Yorkshire directories on a genealogy hunt last night I found two wonderful, if rather niche, job categories – Strickle Makers and Scribbling and Fulling Millers. It set me off, not least as I think my last job … Continue reading

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Dark Rain Ahead, Hummingbird

Originally posted on O at the Edges:
Dark Rain Ahead, Hummingbird The black-chinned hummer buzzes my flowered shirt, bringing to mind the letter H, its history of an inferior life among letters, and a Phoenician origin signifying fence. An aspirate…

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