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'A gaping silken dragon,/Puffed by the wind, suffices us for God./We, not the City, are the Empire's soul:/A rotten tree lives only in its rind.'

Sunday, 22 April 2012

By George!

A Happy St. George's Day to you all! Unlike in Scotland and Ireland, the English aren't granted their patron saint's day as a holiday (we have no Parliament for England, you see), but I send patriotic greetings to one and all. Of course, we share this saint with many across Christendom, and the St. Georges that hang in my little room here testify to this:

Saint Georges, in 54mm from France. I rather like this little fellow - he looks like a small schooolboy seeing off a papier mache dragon; fine sandals St. Georges is wearing too, probably Clarks' 'Start Rite'.

And, a much more business like chap:

A Georgian St. George which I bought in Walsingham - a very High Church (an Anglican term) town lost to time in Norfolk, and dedicated to Our Lady of the Sea.

However, and wherever, you see St. George, here's to a world not given over to materialism.


(P.S., the blogger thingy will say I posted on Sunday, 22nd, but here in Mercia, England, it is Monday, 23rd April)


  1. Happy Georges to you my good fellow

    1. And to you! We shall have the day as a holiday - eventually!