Inishail
One of my first memories is of Inishail, an island of Loch Awe. To a deafening rifle salute the Duke of Argyll was sent out on a boat to be … Continue reading Inishail
Tag: memory
‘The house of bugs’
It was by chance that I came across the following reference to Tinagulloch Inn. It no longer survives, not even in memory: collective or otherwise. However it used to be … Continue reading ‘The house of bugs’
Something impels me
Vladimir Nabokov in ‘Speak, Memory‘: This is a poem for my wife:
You get to see the cosmic blaze
Andrew Robert Gordon was born when the comet Hale Bopp was shining brightly in the night sky. What follows are quotes from some of my favourite writers and poets. … Continue reading You get to see the cosmic blaze
