Category Archives: Blather

I passed this one on to Charles Nevin at the Sindie. I wonder if it will make it into print; I wonder if it will even make it through the firewall. But it fills me with a warm and floaty … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Two retired MPs turn out to have had an affair in the 1980s. A still active politician (and MP) turns out to have ordered the murder of ten people in the 1970s. Which of these stories is news? Continue reading →

One of those odd little moments of equilibrium in freelance life. I think I have done everything I should have for the moment: a profile and two book reviews for the Guardian; an enormous mass of book corrections and acknowledgements. … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I wnet to get my hair cut yesterday and when I got home my wife and daughter laughed more usual. It turns out the hairdresser has done her best, with very defective materials, to give me a mullet. Behind my … Continue reading → Continue reading →

The only piece of hard information I ever got from Greil Marcus had to be this. Warren Zevon’s dying. Continue reading →

Perhaps it couldn’t have happened to a better man. or a nicer paper: cop this for a piece of grotesque moralising: Continue reading →

for fucking? I’ll never complain that there’s no new news again. Continue reading →

Listening on headphones last night to Sympathy for the Devil in a state of elevated insomnia, brought on by the consumption of trout and grappa, and a subsequent low-class drunken argument about Nobel prizes with Dr Wilkie. Perhaps it was … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I think I understand trackback now. Thanks, Kieran. It’s a thought-provoking blog. Continue reading →

What would it be like to be Mr Elizabeth David. You can get some idea from this blog. Continue reading →