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Monthly Archives: July 2019
A pig is not a fence
A pig is not a fence. The pig is in the fence. This is one way to learn Spanish: looking at a pig in a fence. I say cerdo. I mean cerco. This causes mirth amongst the Spanish speakers in … Continue reading
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On a Sunday
On a Sunday in mid-May, I went to the weekly organ recital at Westminster Abbey in London. On a Sunday three weeks later, I went to hear a trio on fiddle, drums, and guitar play Nordic, Celtic, and Old-time music … Continue reading
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