Si hoc legere scis, nimium eruditionis habes

It's that week where, with a gnashing of teeth, Himself goes back to school. He's particularly grrrrry because he's back with the tinies and has to learn which are the ones to nurture and which are the ones to contain AND they have another inspection in November. However, this is probably his LAST year group. By the time they have taken their exams and departed he'll be an age to retire. Fingers crossed anyway.

Jen's gone back too so my days are punctuated again by panic stricken dashes in the car from house to railway station. This is her final year in what I think across the pond is called high school so vital if she wants a university place. Who knows - this year she might do some work!!

We are getting to the end of our Eric Gill exhibition and while I won't miss his stuff much David Jones' work has grown on me and I just adore Edgar Holloway's etchings and watercolours. Of course this has the knock on effect of making me want to try etching. I think we've still got the copper foil and acid somewhere.

Speaking of what passes for art, here are two more bits of Scythian-Greek silliness in comic strip form:

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I've been told that there's a book being published in May with a load of my drawings and paintings!! More when I find out what it's called. I think I know who wrote it.