N.B. The Eliot article ends with this fine non sequitur:
Eliot came to enjoy alcohol after his second marriage in 1957, but was notorious for much of his life for his single dry sherries at literary gatherings. However, he always enjoyed crossword puzzles.
Matt Webb points to information on anarchist bees
Other blogging moves: “Atom” 0.2 snapshot
How ever did ’siren’ (the creatures that lured sailors onto the rocks with their seductive songs) come to refer to blaring klaxons that warn us to keep away. I wonder, are we assumed to have learnt from Odysseus? Perhaps the superstition of turning your collar up when an ambulance passes is some distant echo of the sailors plugging their ears against the siren’s song.
Oh, and just because I covered the curate’s egg recently, Private Eye this week has one of the great Colemanballs:
“That was a sort of a parson’s nose innings - good in parts.”