Tom’s tomb
Di ritorno da Bristol, Luca mi ha fatto dono di questa foto: è la tomba del gatto Tom (1912-1927). Ne puoi leggere su Purr ‘n’ Fur.
Il pieghevole di St Mary Redcliffe riporta anche questo sonetto:
A Sonnet to a Cat
Beneath a stone in Redcliffe’s churchyard lies
What was a strange thing in God’s House, a cat.
Which was, before its very sad demise
Often upon the organ-stool just sat
Listening to the music played soft and sweet,
Or, in the organist’s lap so still and warm.
It would not ‘turn-a-whisker’ at the treat
Of the notes changing to a ‘pedalled’ storm
Its purpose in life was to keep from view
Those furry creatures, lest they think a pew -
Especially at Harvest Time of year -
To be a place that would, to them, be dear.
Now the number of its years can be found
To all who look within this holy ground.(Gilbert Croker)