"When you stir your rice pudding, Septimus, the spoonful of jam spreads itself round making red trails like the picture of a meteor in my astronomical ...
For all the compasses in the world, there's only one direction, and time is its only measure.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
For all the compasses in the world, there's only one direction, and time is its only measure.
