Here is a series of – presumably true – stories from my childhood.
I can’t say I remember spending all afternoon playing in a shed. I do remember Maryport Aquarium (which is still going strong). 148 more words
We often call music ‘art’. Some wonder why. It’s not as openly interpretive as painting is, this is true and in that sense it seems the conventional meaning for the word “art” is reserved for that. 1,695 more words