A second year in the chair, a sword with a blade nobody cleans, and the theatre next to the pub.
Tag: Freemasonry
X marks
A tax return to Andreas, two crosses in Douglas East, then Scarlett for what a wreck left behind.
Marks
Mark Grand Lodge, a street where every single kerb is marked, and a sign that outlived its shop.
Catered for 35
A hundred and fifty years of Alexandra Palace Lodge, marked in a garden off St James’s.
Then, now, always
An evening at the French embassy, and the long way back to the Island.
Under the virtues
A fife and drum corps, four hundred at dinner, and a floor finished by feet.
A piece of the wall
Truman’s ring, the floor of the House of Representatives and the Supreme Court.
The gavel
A borrowed collar, the gavel that laid the Capitol’s cornerstone, and the first English lodge here in two centuries.
We the People
A seven o’clock coach for a ten minute walk, and a founding document nobody can read.
One big loop
All of Washington in one loop, a starling with opinions, and one of my countries in granite.










