And on the subject of bleak, a frantic, fretful wind is racing across the Shire tonight, attacking the trees and moaning pointlessly down my chimney. I think it must have a toothache.
Sunday, 1 March 2015
Town and Country.
I’ve noticed that urban America is defined in the eyes of the world by a small number of major cities – New York, Boston, Philadelphia, New Orleans, Dallas, San Francisco, LA… And then there are all the unsung places like Madison, Wisconsin. I only mention the fact because I discovered tonight that the place I grew up in is almost exactly the same size as Madison, Wisconsin. I’ll bet it’s bleaker, though.