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Anne Louise Avery
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Writer and Art Historian. Old Fox stories. Edward M.Bannister catalogue raisonne and research. Reynard the Fox and Fox for All Seasons published by Bodleian Publishing. Oxford & Dorset. Linktree: https://linktr.ee/AnneLouiseAvery
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Anne Louise Avery @annelouiseavery.bsky.social · Nov 10
Wonderful & enormous displays of Reynard the Fox in @blackwelloxford! Poultry of Oxford, watch your tail feathers! #MeetReynard 🦊
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🌸 For sale! A wonderful original Edo-period Japanese woodblock print by Utagawa Hiroshige (1797-1858), entitled Yoshiwara Nakanocho Yozakura (Cherry Blossoms At Night In Nakanocho in the Yoshiwara).
DM for details or buy directly on my Etsy shop here: etsy.com/uk/listing/1... 🌸
Utagawa Hiroshige (1797-1858), Yoshiwara Nakanocho Yozakura (Cherry Blossoms At Night In Nakanocho in the Yoshiwara).
November 12, 2025 at 8:24 AM
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My father in 1945. In Naval Intelligence, he was in charge of the French coast, locking the D-Day invasion plans up the night before, had survived a plane crash in the Libyan desert, being bombed out of a Cairo hospital & was the first person Ian Fleming asked to join the Commandos. #remembranceday
My father, Ronnie, in the Netherlands in 1945. Ronnie in Cairo A letter to Naval Intelligence officers thanking them for their work on D-Day.
November 9, 2025 at 1:13 PM
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For sale! The Shell Guide to Cornwall by Richard Eurich. Perfect Christmas present! The rather rare original 1950s poster. £60. DM to buy or go directly to my Etsy shop here: www.etsy.com/uk/listing/4...
November 14, 2025 at 8:58 AM
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For sale! The Shell Guide to Cornwall by Richard Eurich. Perfect Christmas present! The rather rare original 1950s poster. £60. DM to buy or go directly to my Etsy shop here: www.etsy.com/uk/listing/4...
November 14, 2025 at 8:58 AM
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It was exactly ten days from Wolf's birthday on the 23rd November, and, as usual, he had spent many blissful hours in the High attic inscribing a long and complicated list of wished-for presents. He'd gathered together all the home catalogues in the cottage, enormous tomes from every corner of London including the Army & Navy Stores, Marshall & Snelgrove, Derry & Toms, Harrods, Fortnum's, Robinson & Cleaver, Liberty's and Druce & Co of Baker Street. In each book, he ringed possibilities with a fiery red Roché pastel, folded corners and placed dozens of newspaper bookmarks. When he finally finished, he presented the tall pile & his three-page list to Old Fox, who had the unenviable task of sorting through it all to find a reasonable & balanced selection, which could also be ordered in time.
November 13, 2025 at 4:55 PM
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See October thinks it's the king of Autumn, said Wolf to Old Fox as they wove along a boggy path. But the true Autumn crown is November's. Only in November are the haws and the berries and the leaves brighter than all the Tower gems! Only in November is the sky as pale as moor-snow & as blue as the Arctic seas! Only in November do a thousand stars fall and tumble and scatter in a dark, smoky sky!
November 13, 2025 at 3:05 PM
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After the storm, Wolf had gone for a long tramp in the woods and along the rushing ditches and the boggy slade by Brimstone farm. He, alone of all the walkers that day, full-entered those enchanted November lands, their wistful, unappreciated, delicate beauty veiled in smoke and mists and soft rain, blood-scarlet berries pricking the dun-greys and the dun-browns and the marish greens.
November 13, 2025 at 3:01 PM
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On the cusp of WWII, in 1938, my grandfather Charles W. Bridgen shot a colour film of his journey to revisit the Northern Front. It documents a Europe on the brink of war, still scattered with the fragments of the last. The full film is on Youtube here: youtube.com/watch?v=esA9...
And in the Sky the Larks: 1930s Colour Footage of the Western Front & Northern France. WWI.
YouTube video by Flash of Splendour
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November 10, 2025 at 1:15 PM
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🌸 For sale! A wonderful original Edo-period Japanese woodblock print by Utagawa Hiroshige (1797-1858), entitled Yoshiwara Nakanocho Yozakura (Cherry Blossoms At Night In Nakanocho in the Yoshiwara).
DM for details or buy directly on my Etsy shop here: etsy.com/uk/listing/1... 🌸
Utagawa Hiroshige (1797-1858), Yoshiwara Nakanocho Yozakura (Cherry Blossoms At Night In Nakanocho in the Yoshiwara).
November 12, 2025 at 8:24 AM
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As the church bell sounded the last deep toll of the eleven, the wet, mizzling rain suddenly stopped and in the silence, a blackbird began to sing in the apple orchard by the memorial. Standing in his old great coat, still flecked with mud, the Doctor remembered another little blackbird calling in a wood where bodies lay. These were songs of God, he thought, longing for a cigarette, of a God who fell in strips of light in cottage parlours when the telegrams were read in trembling hands, in the piping larks who rose above the shelling, of the sudden singing of the Welshmen along the trench, rich and dark and as holy as Christmas night.
November 11, 2025 at 10:07 AM
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November 11, 2025 at 2:51 PM
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As the church bell sounded the last deep toll of the eleven, the wet, mizzling rain suddenly stopped and in the silence, a blackbird began to sing in the apple orchard by the memorial. Standing in his old great coat, still flecked with mud, the Doctor remembered another little blackbird calling in a wood where bodies lay. These were songs of God, he thought, longing for a cigarette, of a God who fell in strips of light in cottage parlours when the telegrams were read in trembling hands, in the piping larks who rose above the shelling, of the sudden singing of the Welshmen along the trench, rich and dark and as holy as Christmas night.
November 11, 2025 at 10:07 AM
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One of the best people to follow on Bluesky - her stories create a world of enchantment. This post is a little different, a film showing the world as it was, balanced precariously between two devastating wars.
#armistaceday #WW1
annelouiseavery.bsky.social Anne Louise Avery @annelouiseavery.bsky.social · 5d
On the cusp of WWII, in 1938, my grandfather Charles W. Bridgen shot a colour film of his journey to revisit the Northern Front. It documents a Europe on the brink of war, still scattered with the fragments of the last. The full film is on Youtube here: youtube.com/watch?v=esA9...
And in the Sky the Larks: 1930s Colour Footage of the Western Front & Northern France. WWI.
YouTube video by Flash of Splendour
youtube.com
November 11, 2025 at 8:13 AM
annelouiseavery.bsky.social
On the cusp of WWII, in 1938, my grandfather Charles W. Bridgen shot a colour film of his journey to revisit the Northern Front. It documents a Europe on the brink of war, still scattered with the fragments of the last. The full film is on Youtube here: youtube.com/watch?v=esA9...
And in the Sky the Larks: 1930s Colour Footage of the Western Front & Northern France. WWI.
YouTube video by Flash of Splendour
youtube.com
November 10, 2025 at 1:15 PM
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Wolf was splashing happily in a very hot mustard bath in front of the parlour fire. Old Fox had installed a lovely bathroom upstairs a number of years ago, but Wolf much preferred an old-fashioned affair where one's wallowing was by candlelight and the peaceful hiss and crackle of the hearth.
Wolf A very cosy hearth-side scene from Dennis Severs' House in London.
November 9, 2025 at 11:59 AM
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My father in 1945. In Naval Intelligence, he was in charge of the French coast, locking the D-Day invasion plans up the night before, had survived a plane crash in the Libyan desert, being bombed out of a Cairo hospital & was the first person Ian Fleming asked to join the Commandos. #remembranceday
My father, Ronnie, in the Netherlands in 1945. Ronnie in Cairo A letter to Naval Intelligence officers thanking them for their work on D-Day.
November 9, 2025 at 1:13 PM
annelouiseavery.bsky.social
Wolf was splashing happily in a very hot mustard bath in front of the parlour fire. Old Fox had installed a lovely bathroom upstairs a number of years ago, but Wolf much preferred an old-fashioned affair where one's wallowing was by candlelight and the peaceful hiss and crackle of the hearth.
Wolf A very cosy hearth-side scene from Dennis Severs' House in London.
November 9, 2025 at 11:59 AM
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+++ 'Bram' Stoker, the author of Dracula, was born on this day, the 8th of November 1847, in Dublin. +++

Tonight in Whitby, we will be raising a glass of the red stuff! V''''V

#bramstoker #dracula #gothichorror #otd
November 8, 2025 at 10:10 PM
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The Fox of Greenwich Village leapt out of bed that morning and rushed to buy three different newspapers. "Keep the change!" he beamed at the seller, and as he jay-walked across to his usual coffee shop, he whistled a merry tune. Inside was steamy and smoky and very busy with a hum of conversation & breakfast orders. His professor friend from NYU, an elderly badger with waxed whiskers, was sitting by the window and he waved at him and squeezed in opposite. "What a morning! What a morning!" said the Fox. "What a morning, indeed!" said the Professor, "The beacon is lit and it is blazing! It gleams o'er sea and land, my friend, o'er sea and land!"
November 7, 2025 at 9:48 AM
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The Fox of Greenwich Village leapt out of bed that morning and rushed to buy three different newspapers. "Keep the change!" he beamed at the seller, and as he jay-walked across to his usual coffee shop, he whistled a merry tune. Inside was steamy and smoky and very busy with a hum of conversation & breakfast orders. His professor friend from NYU, an elderly badger with waxed whiskers, was sitting by the window and he waved at him and squeezed in opposite. "What a morning! What a morning!" said the Fox. "What a morning, indeed!" said the Professor, "The beacon is lit and it is blazing! It gleams o'er sea and land, my friend, o'er sea and land!"
November 7, 2025 at 9:48 AM
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One of my favorite winter traditions. 🎄❄️ Buy Anne a coffee and you might receive your own Advent calendar story. I’ve cherished mine over the years.

Hurry, these 24 calendar windows sell out quickly.
#stories #holidays
annelouiseavery.bsky.social Anne Louise Avery @annelouiseavery.bsky.social · 16d
❄️It's time for Old Fox to plan his Advent Calendar! Throughout December, I will be writing one frozen fragment each day, blown in by the North Wind. Join my patreon or buy me a chocolate on Ko-fi (ko-fi.com/annelouiseav...) & write Christmas in the message & I will add you to my list of 24 windows❄️
Illustration of a hare lighting candles on an Advent wreath by DD McInnes
November 6, 2025 at 9:24 PM
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New book get. "Reynard the Fox" with a great modern treatment by Anne Louise Avery. visit.bodleian.ox.ac.uk/reynard-the-... #Booksky #Fox #Fantasy #Fiction
October 27, 2025 at 7:04 PM
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All Souls' Day, and in the blue dusk light, carrying a lantern, Old Fox walked down to the churchyard. A barn owl called down from the tower, and was answered somewhere in the trees.
Robert Bateman, Barn Owl in the Churchyard Old Fox Benjamin Haughton, Woman in a Churchyard.
November 2, 2025 at 6:54 AM
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Once upon a time, there was a Little Girl who wore a velvet hood as red as rowan-berries. Her best friend was a Wolf who made her laugh & brought her books about the world & little chocolate cakes & cherries in the season & walked with her in the forest where the bad men were.
Little Red Riding Hood
July 7, 2025 at 1:44 PM
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The Wolves are in the village square; they have travelled a very long way. They cannot remember the beginning of their journey, they cannot remember where they must travel to. But somewhere across the snow-lands is a bright forest, scarlet with lingonberries, empty of memory, where the light falls quietly through the trees. Illustration: Norbertine von Bresslern-Roth, Wölfe, 1926.
July 9, 2025 at 1:50 PM