Enigma 437: Find the fields - From New Scientist #1587, 19th November 1987 [link] Long Acre Farm measures 6 furlongs by 10 furlongs as shown on the map; the dotted lines are at furlong ...
Sunday, March 30, 2008
W is for Wyrd, Weird, Wierd, Wired?
Yesterday I was in the Amnesty Bookshop. On Saturdays its much busier than on weekdays but I had a strong feeling there was something in there to find... I looked in all the usual places... but I wasn't finding it... I did notice though that quite a few books were very much not where they ought to be... so I had to follow my nose... I found this book, Wyrd Allies by Tom Graves, on top of the history books! (It ought really to have been in one of: self-help, esoteric or psychology - all of which I had already looked in, along with natural history...)
When I picked it up I had an internal struggle part of me was keen and part very not... how interesting... early on in the book he describes this weird feeling, the one where we have a real choice. And yes this book tackles exactly what I've been fretting over here recently the interweaving of fate and choice.
Something I especially like about this book is its list of further reading. He has 4 sections the last of which is fiction with only three books in it:
Bryan Bates - The Way of Wyrd
Marion Campbell - The Dark Twin
Alan Garner - The Owl Service
These books map onto my life like this:
The Owl Service was read to us at primary school, on Friday afternoons, sitting out under the big walnut tree in the playing field.
The Dark Twin, was a book I borrowed from the public library several times in my teens.
The Way of Wyrd, was a book my ex-husband had, and that the next man in my life said was the reason he'd gone out with me (thinking it was mine of course)...
Good enough reason to pay attention to the book itself!
I'll let you know how it goes...
Last Monday Jim was in Wales going up Pen-y-Fan with friends. Now he is in Norway and is learning to snowshoe!
There are only a few wolves in Norway so he probably won't meet any. However in Bristol I keep on bumping into them:
Even the wine I bought yesterday was from Wolf Blass! Must be the little red riding hood effect...
Update: You can read some of Wyrd Allies by Tom Graves on the web.