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Mr Chips as a vision and incarnation of a wholly immanent and natural “God”

A cadence of peace might balance its weight on that different fulcrum — Remembrance Sunday 2018

Building & flying “The Phoenix”—In praise of the ad hoc

You Reading This, Be Ready: Ridding ourselves of “The Future” that we might have a future

Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent—some lettering by Eric Marland

Some philosophical lessons learnt from the contemplation of marvellous puddles—or one way to keep poetry and science together