The Isles of Scilly form an archipelago of five inhabited islands (six if Gugh is counted separately from St Agnes) and numerous other small rocky islets (around 140 in total) lying 24.5 nautical miles) off Land's End.
As seen from the International Space Station-credit NASA
A young traveler trapped home by the pandemic lockdown made this homemade travelogue from video he had shot on an previous visit to the Isles. His delivery is earnest with a "let's get cracking" attitude to begin the show. Pretty interesting stuff-neolithic mound tombs, a discussion (new to me) of the genius of Roman strategy to incorporate local religious deities with there own as a way to get along with the natives. Be warned, the AI close captioning is a hoot: it had no problem with Isles of Scilly but when it came time for the plural of its inhabitants, AI terms them as "the sillies".
"Sillies" reminded me of A. A. Milne poem, "Lines and Squares":
Lines And Squares Whenever I walk in a London street, I'm ever so careful to watch my feet; And I keep in the squares, And the masses of bears, Who wait at the corners all ready to eat The sillies who tread on the lines of the street Go back to their lairs, And I say to them, "Bears, Just look how I'm walking in all the squares!"
And the little bears growl to each other, "He's mine, As soon as he's silly and steps on a line." And some of the bigger bears try to pretend That they came round the corner to look for a friend; And they try to pretend that nobody cares Whether you walk on the lines or squares. But only the sillies believe their talk; It's ever so portant how you walk. And it's ever so jolly to call out, "Bears, Just watch me walking in all the squares!"
"Sillies" reminded me of A. A. Milne poem, "Lines and Squares":
ReplyDeleteLines And Squares
Whenever I walk in a London street,
I'm ever so careful to watch my feet;
And I keep in the squares,
And the masses of bears,
Who wait at the corners all ready to eat
The sillies who tread on the lines of the street
Go back to their lairs,
And I say to them, "Bears,
Just look how I'm walking in all the squares!"
And the little bears growl to each other, "He's mine,
As soon as he's silly and steps on a line."
And some of the bigger bears try to pretend
That they came round the corner to look for a friend;
And they try to pretend that nobody cares
Whether you walk on the lines or squares.
But only the sillies believe their talk;
It's ever so portant how you walk.
And it's ever so jolly to call out, "Bears,
Just watch me walking in all the squares!"