A blog devoted to G.K. Chesterton, our Lady, home brewing, inns, Distributism, good literature, the lost art of Catholic drinking, and other crucial elements of Catholic culture
About Me
Sean P. Dailey
I once witnessed the simul- taneous sunrise and the setting of a full moon in the Mojave Desert. It is the closest I've come to finding the straight road to J.R.R. Tolkien's Blessed Realm.
“I am the Mother of God, and this is Himself, and He is the boy you will all be wanting at the last.”
Welcome to The Blue Boar
"Those acquainted with Colonel Crane and Mr. Owen Hood, the lawyer, may or may not be concerned to know that they partook of an early lunch of eggs and bacon and beer at the inn called the Blue Boar, which stands at the turn of a steep road scaling a wooded ridge in the West Country." --G.K. Chesterton, Tales of the Long Bow
1 comments:
okay. that's funny. and brilliant.
john cleese is hilarious on twitter, too, btw.
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