Category: Wednesday’s Child

The highest summer temperature ever recorded on the continent of Europe is 48.8 C, or 119.8 F, logged at Syracuse in Sicily on August 11, 2021.

The Feast of St. Rosalia, which a couple of days ago was celebrated in Palermo for the 401st time since the Church had assigned it to the plague-curing Saint, is above all a noisy affair.

In a fit of nostalgia, which is another name for a moment of historical clarity, one may gaze into the distance that separates the Mitford sisters from the Kardashian sisters.

I am well accustomed to there being no money in the house, but recently something seems to have changed. In the old days I used to joke…

In the 1956 American musical comedy, The Girl Can’t Help It, the music promoter played by Tom Ewell gets the shock of a lifetime when the girl of the title, Jayne Mansfield, sings beautifully in the closing scene of the film.

Last week I spent an evening with an abstemious friend, and of course this was hard on the nerves. I made short shrift of a bottle of cognac by the time the night was over.

Slowly is how things happen, especially the things one dislikes.

I have always believed that peace on earth is an enemy of intellectual freedom, a morass of philistine life wherein ideals and principles sink into compromise and appeasement…

Last week I sought to enlarge on an insight of Anthony Powell’s, arguing that individual liberty is something of a hermetic communion like serious literature.