British Mysteries & Things I Can't Explain

It was four in the morning when I woke to a sound and peeked out the window. When rain isn't extreme but taps gently on roofs and windows like a friend begging you to skip down lamp lit puddles, it's tempting. There was something about the rain in London that felt terribly cozy like being in an Agatha Christie mystery novel.
I could easily imagine Sherlock Holmes skulking around the shadowy corners to solve crimes. British writers have a talent for creating unusual detectives that make fictional murder oddly friendly. Although we hate murder, we do love a good mystery.
Authors must be inspired by the eerie dark dampness of night settling into cracks where heritage buildings line streets and small shops with strange treasures snuggle amid sprawling castles, elaborate churches, ancient bridges and grand clocks.
Sometimes mysteries overlap.
How the Rosetta Stone, originating in Egypt, took a wayward turn to the British Museum is a story you can read about HERE. By chance, I discovered author Linda Stratmann merged the ancient stone with murder in her book, "Sherlock Holmes and the Rosetta Stone Mystery". Her tales about young Sherlock sound intriguing. 
From hieroglyphics to modern alphabets, we've long communicated through scribbles.
Words continue to be etched in stone. Above is the resting place of English singer and songwriter George Michael. Below is a man seemingly taking a nap by a monument.
If an experiment to test the kindness of strangers, we failed. Why no one said a word is as mystifying as the man lying there. Holly Village (below), a private residence with an air of mystery, would be an ideal place to ponder his story and our inaction. 
St. Margaret's Church (below) adorned in gorgeous architecture stood silent but must creak from centuries of worshipers and the simply curious who have stepped inside.
With some 942,560 street cameras in London, there was a vague sense everywhere ...
that when someone is looking in, someone else is almost certainly looking out.
I conclude this post with a song by the late George Michael. His voice lives on ... 

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Comments

  1. Does it say something about the state of humanity that no one checked to see whether that fellow was okay?

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  2. Maria - well written, and with glorious pictures to match. I am getting quite excited about our upcoming trip to the UK!

    It is so easy to overlook those who are "invisible". We might think that someone else will do "it", whatever "it" might be. It takes conscious effort to be in the moment and really focus on the people around us.

    Thanks for linking to Mosaic Monday over the years - I always find something interesting and inspiring in your posts.

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  3. I enjoyed your post - so much to ponder and muse on. It rains all the time in London doesn't it - though not for the Queens funeral thank goodness. It looked to me like the fellow was just taking time out to rest from his crutches. Perhaps waiting for someone. Stay safe, enjoy your week. I am joining you at Mosaic Monday.

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  4. Such mood and mystery. Love the juxtaposition of images and captions. We hate murder but love a good mystery is so true. I so am intrigued by mystery that I looked up what the Rosetta Stone says: It translates as a bit of a list of all of the good things Pharaoh Ptolemy V did for the priests and the people of Egypt.

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  5. Fascinating and intriguing post and photos ~ Wow! ~ Xo

    Wishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,

    A ShutterBug Explores,
    aka (A Creative Harbor)

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  6. Thank you for including the music

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  7. Gorgeous night time pics of the rain, especially like the one of the lamp lit streaks... Soothes the Soul :)

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  8. Such a great mysterious post with ties to the present.
    London is mysterious, on my one trip there long ago I sensed it all over the place. One morning I woke up to the sound of horses. Looked out my hotel window and there was a troop of soldiers all dressed in red overlain by yellow safety vests riding through the dark early morning streets of the city.

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    1. Oooo ... the picture you painted so well of the soldiers on horseback does sound delightfully mysterious!

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  9. Marvelous photos, such a treat to see them through your camera lens.

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  10. Hello,
    I love the British mysteries and all your trip photos. I enjoy George Michaels songs, he is missed. Take care, enjoy your day!

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  11. A good mystery is hard to put down. I recently read Death on the Nile.

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  12. The first two images with the heavy rain are wonderful! Seeing people sleeping in public places is all too common these days. Very sad.

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  13. Unbelievable rain. Yes, just like in British murder mysteries. Oh, I love them. The cameras are rectangular?

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  14. I love British mysteries, especially Hercule Poirot and Sherlock Homes. The night rain photo looks like right from a film of murder mystery.

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