Author Archives: Henry Gee

About Henry Gee

Henry Gee is an author, editor and recovering palaeontologist, who lives in Cromer, Norfolk, England, with his family and numerous pets, inasmuch as which the contents of this blog and any comments therein do not reflect the opinions of anyone but myself, as they don't know where they've been.

The Maison Des Girrafes Caption Competition No. 366

Captions invited for this scene, taken at Blickling Hall in Norfolk, earlier today.

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Solar

There’s a picture of some bogglement doing the rounds on the inter webs, created by wimp.com. Here it is. It’s a clever story.

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Gorgeous Scarcely-Clad Blonde Cavorts in Waves

Now, I wonder how much traffic this’ll bring in? A post I wrote about chicken husbandry about three years ago continues to be popular in Pakistan and parts of the Middle-East. It was called Hot Girl-on-Girl Action.

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Sigillary

Between Christmas 2005 and Easter 2006, I wrote a novel called The Sigil. I’d been a professional writer and editor for a while, having published a few books and innumerable articles – but I felt that I couldn’t really call … Continue reading →

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It Has Not Escaped Our Notice #766

I have been deluged with several signs portents signs from our Latin America Correspondent, Dr A. C. of Santiago de Chile. There’s this; this; this; and, notwithstanding inasmuch as which, this; I wonder what this is trying to tell us?

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Jubilee

Being as it is the occasion of One’s Jubilee, it is perhaps fitting to grace these pages with a Royal Anecdote, however tangential. Mrs Crox has more connection with H. M. than many. Her late father was in the horse … Continue reading →

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Skate

This is not a skate. It is something else. Possibly a cod, or, notwithstanding inasmuch as which, a haddock*, pictured on Cromer East Beach earlier today. Cod is Dead – Nietzsche I mentioned skate for a different reason, namely and … Continue reading →

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Lord Of The Rings

I have just acquired a new toy. Here it is: As you can see, it’s a ring modulator – no, not a means of assuaging the after-effects of very spicy foods (the assumption to which my friend Mr M. P. … Continue reading →

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Country Life

The global economy is in tatters; the Eurozone teeters on the brink; much of Africa is starving; thousands are massacred in Syria; and Israel and Iran edge towards war. Meanwhile, in Norfolk…

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Crabs

Last weekend the environs of North Norfolk were infested by played host to the Cromer and Sheringham Crab and Lobster Festival. Cromer’s turn was Saturday, but I missed it as I was too busy in my shed listening to tapes … Continue reading →

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