tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post5412328703426564639..comments2024-03-27T20:34:09.464+01:00Comments on zmkc: Grasping the Pastzmkchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08972549292961948240noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-88054174302087466672011-08-30T00:02:20.289+02:002011-08-30T00:02:20.289+02:00Chris - the idea of sounds leaking from one time t...Chris - the idea of sounds leaking from one time to another is so beguiling<br />George - wonderful<br />Steerforth - but would you feel the same about nail clippings? (Did you know, by the way, that on the first Saturday of each month you can handle the original manuscript of Great Expectations at Wisbech Museum?)zmkchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08972549292961948240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-35812628277981947262011-08-29T17:44:36.571+02:002011-08-29T17:44:36.571+02:00Wow, that was poorly typed. I'm tired.Wow, that was poorly typed. I'm tired.Chris Matarazzohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17885109959459471509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-91555954580925780602011-08-29T17:43:19.699+02:002011-08-29T17:43:19.699+02:00connections with the past can be staggering. I am ...connections with the past can be staggering. I am always especially moved by hearing a recording I own of real monks in a centuries-old monastary singing centuriesold chant. Can you get ckloser to time-travel than that? -- identical sounds to those that could be heard in the middle ages?Chris Matarazzohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17885109959459471509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-53799212269683875192011-08-28T08:38:21.832+02:002011-08-28T08:38:21.832+02:00In the entrance to Rochester's Guildhall Museu...In the entrance to Rochester's Guildhall Museum, there is a 200,000 years-old axe that visitors are allowed to touch - a dramatic introduction to an excellent collection. But it's the locks of hair that get me more than anything.Steerforthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07627936539372313828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4905080602885676490.post-13789557925356993542011-08-27T23:13:38.395+02:002011-08-27T23:13:38.395+02:00One recalls, from Johnson's Journey to the Wes...One recalls, from Johnson's <i>Journey to the Western Islands of Scotland</i>,<br /><br />To abstract the mind from all local emotion would be impossible, if it were endeavoured, and would be foolish, if it were possible. Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings. Far from me and from my friends, be such frigid philosophy as may conduct us indifferent and unmoved over any ground which has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue. That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the<br />plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among the ruins of Iona!Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14819154529261482038noreply@blogger.com