[W]e possess nothing certainly except the past. - Evelyn Waugh

I wonder if you remember the story mummy read us the evening Sebastian first got drunk - I mean the bad evening. Father Brown said something like I caught him (the thief) with an unseen hook and and invisible line which is long enough to let him wander to the ends of the world and still to bring him back with a twitch upon the thread.

I know Spain only as a tourist and a reader of the newspapers. I am no more impressed by the "legality" of the Valencia Government than are English Communists by the legality of the Crown, Lords and Commons. I believe it was a bad Government, rapidly deteriorating. If I were a Spaniard I should be fighting for General Franco. As an Englishman I am not in the predicament of choosing between two evils. I am not a Fascist nor shall I become one unless it were the only alternative to Marxism. It is mischievous to suggest that such a choice is imminent.

Feather-footed through the plashy fen passes the questing vole.