Being a record of the ruminations, ramblings and obsessions of a Hound of the noblest breed (or so His Lordship claims, anyway). The focus being on dark music and culture, style, spirituality and - naturally – Basset Hounds.
Welcome to the chronicles of Lord Bassington-Bassington, coming to you from Little Storping in the Swuff – a quaint place located somewhere between England’s Lake District and the outskirts of the Norwegian capital.
This is intended as a log of His explorations of music, books, films and so on. I, your humble chronicler, is merely His Lordship’s secretary.
For more information on Lord Bassington-Bassington, please confer this blog’s opening post. Contacts can be directed to firstname.lastname@example.org.
Speaking of pocket handkerchiefs, to make his Tartan Tuesdays a bit easier Lord Bassington-Bassington thought he would invest in a tartan pocket handkerchief. Luckily, ScotClans.com carries some very nice woolen handkerchiefs (a nice change from His Lordship's ever-expanding collection of silk hankies).
But the problem, gentle readers, is the selection. With 500 tartan patterns to choose from, it's hard to decide. Perhaps it's best to go for a scarf instead. With those, one only gets 210 tartans to choose from. And fall is approaching, after all.