Within a few minutes of that last post someone drove into a pole down the hill causing it to split in half and likewise breaking our telephone link. I have since spent a lot of time on my mobile speaking to nice Indian ladies who tell me things which subsequently prove to be untrue such as "the line will be restored by the end of Wednesday"- or Thursday- or Saturday. The latest promise, to date, is Monday but I hold not my breath. It's getting rather like a Jehovah's Witness End of the World.
Which is all a roundabout way of saying I'll be offline for a while.
Holy Saturday 2025
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The Harrowing of Hell, by Duccio di Buoninsenga, 1308-11 R. Recessit pastor
noster, fons aquae vivae, ad cujus transitum sol obscuratus est; * nam et
ille ...
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