Of all the animals of prey, man is the only sociable one.
Every one of us preys upon his neighbour, and yet we herd together.
The Beggar's Opera: John Gay

Friday, 18 August 2017

Anna Raccoon

Tonight in the Tavern we will be raising a glass or two in memory of the landlady of the Raccoon Arms.

It's seven years since I wrote this (in response to her temporarily closing her blog) but it still applies:

If Dickens had a spiritual descendant among today's bloggers, it was surely Anna Raccoon - tireless researcher, indomitable campaigner, witty satirist and gifted raconteuse. 

The blogosphere will be much poorer for her absence.



  1. Glasses high - we never ever met, but chums are forever.

    Thanks for all this.

    1. Cheers, Michael!

      I was lucky enough to meet Mme Raccoon in person a couple of times: she was a woman of great charisma and warmth as well as awe-inspiring honesty and searing intelligence.
      I think what made her blog unique was that these qualities shone through in her writing, at least to those who read with an open mind.