A thing of beauty is a joy forever
Its loveliness increases; It will never pass into nothingness
Could this line from Endymion by John Keats (1795-1821) be applied to the latest adornment to our house?
In an effort to prevent spillages from drinks hot or cold in the electronic jungle we call home, Barry has given me a cup holder. It attaches to one of the bookshelves by my chair. It’s beautiful, isn’t it?
