Culver City

My half-dreaming, half waking brain wanted to talk about Culver City. It had nothing useful to say about Culver City- except that it was possibly in Wyoming- which it backed up by playing me a black and white film clip of women in period clothes laying the table for breakfast in a ranch house. Otherwise it just insisted on repeating the name- Culver City, Culver City- or, occasionally, Culvert City- as though it were really important I shouldn't forget...

One of the first things I did on coming downstairs was ask Wikipedia to tell me more- so now I know my brain was completely misinformed and Culver City isn't in Wyoming at all.

Norwich Roof Boss #4

Generally speaking the bosses that stud the spine of the cloister roof are the ones that tell a story while the ones at the edges are miscellaneous. Here's a miscellaneous one.

It's a fine piece of carving. The man is lifelike, his dog is lively. I love the way it twists its head to get at his hand. The foreshortening is skilfully done.

Is he anyone in particular? His costume suggests that he's Biblical rather than contemporary- but I can't think of any patriarch or prophet who comes with a dog attached. (Dogs get a bad press in the Bible.) Lazarus in the parable had his sores licked by dogs but this chap looks too spruce and neat to be Lazarus. Might he be a shepherd watching his flocks by night? He's looking up; perhaps he's seen an angel or a star. His right hand is missing; maybe it would have held something that identified him.

I'm guessing. Suggestions would be welcome.