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Watch for me by moonlight
Behind the scenes
Guilty pleasures come in forms other than reality TV, so here's my tribute to that rollicking narrative poem 'The Highwayman' by Alfred Noyes and the recent perigee moon, thanks to the CAG collection and swashbuckling street artist Banksy.
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding -
Riding - riding
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door
If you can't get enough (and let's face it, who can?) you can see the whole poem here. Costumed reenactments optional...