Miro's Knot (An Essay in Love) "It was all quite fortuitous really (well, what isn't I suppose) but I'm sitting here on the portico of my home by my still hearth in the aftermath of my sixty-second birthday, watching the sun rise over the Saronic gulf and thinking back to how this long, strange process unfolded. From a simple lemon, to Miro's knot..." Thus begins the narrative of Scotsman Iain Richardson as he recalls and muses upon the many people and events which brought him to his own private paradise. Raised in Glasgow and educated in Edinburgh, Richardson abandons his studies and...
Miro's Knot (An Essay in Love) "It was all quite fortuitous really (well, what isn't I suppose) but I'm sitting here on the portico of my home by my s...