As We Walk in Fields of Gold

[princeofcairo]

Apologies for the delay on this entry, and for repurposing Sting lyrics for the title, but I've been minorly swamped and, in a perhaps related matter, less blog-inspired recently.

But let's go to, then, shall we? The day began promisingly, with a pint of Anchor Steam, America's best beer, on draft at 10 a.m. luagha and I had arrived at Polk Street in

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[richardthinks]

Yronwode's website is fantastic, thank you!
Turkmenbashi was buried at the centre of a quincunx, the corners of which were marked by the bodies of 4 of his relatives, which as far as I know is without precedent in Turkish cultures. The only other weird burial I know around there is that of Shams al-Ma'āli Qabus, who was allegedly suspended in a glass coffin in the world's tallest and pointiest brick tower.

[righteousfist]

Do my eyes deceive me, or is your LJ icon an inflatable Hattifatiner?

[richardthinks]

it is. Photo found online, alas: I wish I had the object in question, but I've never been to Harujuku, which is the only place I know of where they were once on sale.

[elissa_carey]

OMG, I am SO jealous. Covet covet covet. Especially the Hutton book and all the Grail/Arthuriana.

[torcboy]

I'm sad that I didn't get a Field's shopping trip this year. I would much rather have had time in CA that my crazy time in Australia.

Are you collecting the Xoanon books through Fields? They are amazing!

[princeofcairo]

Sounds like a plan to me. An excellent plan.

[gbsteve]

We saw Ron Hutton last week at the Barbican, talking about fairies. Our pub supper beforehand at the Wood Street was good but nothing onn your breakfast of champions.