Bells on Sunday


(a sketch I started years ago on a trip to the Abbaye de Fontevraud—because I had no camera at the time! Check out this photo, which must have been taken from the exact same spot where I sat and drew it—the herb garden, perhaps?)

Quasimodo called: he wants his bells back! “Bells on Sunday” was the show that used to bewilder me back in Paris, in my BBC World Service days. The first time I heard it, I wondered what on earth had possessed my radio. It seemed to last for hours! I actually remember asking myself out loud, “Am I going crazy?” Apparently it only lasts three minutes. Knowing it’s only three minutes never seemed to help, though.

Try “Bells on Sunday,” if only to see how long you last before clutching your head and doing your best Quasimodo imitation! It might come in handy for Halloween!

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