The garment stalls carried the traditional blue vine-dressers' outfits, sunhats, and the great willow pitchforks grown in espalier at villages like Sauve.

These are extreme and unorthodox measures and adopted only after a frustrating exchange with one of my normally reliable deep-throaters. The national polls, he told me, are next to useless.

Bo John and I twisted our heads around as Miranda braked over to the gravelly shoulder, let the Scout wheeze to a stop. She was climbing out, hurrying back to whatever had caught her eye. Bo John leered into the door mirror, clocking her flouncing, leggy strut.

Here Axioti opposes to ethnocentric archaeolatry one's painful relation to the present and past, which is based on the search for authentic, not superficial, signals of this continuity .