An Egregore called Dickens
It was early December, 2015, in southern San Francisco. Bernie and I were on a week’s holiday in the USA. It was not cold, but was raining, which was good news for drought-ravaged California, as the first sustained rainfall for several years streamed from the skies across the state for most of our visit. This very British rain did not dampen our spirits, … Read More An Egregore called Dickens

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