Monthly Archives: March 2005

self-promotion

My most recent Analysis programme went out last night. It will be repeated on Sunday, at 9.30 pm; and can be heard for the next week or so on the web. Continue reading

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I get around

But I had never realised quite what a zelig I am until I looked at this search engine, found through John Batelle, who seems to hold down many fewer jobs. Continue reading

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Creative mashup

Here’s another reason to believe that Billmon is the most skilled journalist among all the regular bloggers. It’s also damn frightening. Continue reading

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Sextator notes

I walked round to the Spectator yesterday afternoon to dig out some old cuts of mine from the library. The receptionist/librarian, a pretty girl in her twenties, let me in and handed me a couple of the bound volumes stacked … Continue reading Continue reading

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Lonesome dove

The FWB read Lonesome Dove in about 20 hours: not bad for 925 pages; her brother, when he heard the news, said “Well, if times get hard, you can always sell her for medical research.” It took me a little … Continue reading Continue reading

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noisy computer must die

We have a German exchange student for a fortnight. Nice, quiet, polite creature, who is taking full advantage of technology to avoid England, and speaking English. She spends a couple of hours a day IMing, in German, her friends at … Continue reading Continue reading

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Oliver Sacks

Is in the Guardian today. A wonderful photograph by Eamonn McCabe. I can’t bear to read the caption, of course, but I think it’s all right. Continue reading

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A wonderful time of worship

My undying thanks are due to Stephen Bates, who forwarded me this letter from The English Churchman, a magazine which is the light of a religious correpondent’s life. If nothing else, it should correct the liberal fallacy that there could … Continue reading Continue reading

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Factory farming

Apparently there are pubs near Leadburn, in Scotland, where you can buy Tandoori pickled eggs. George, who told me this story, says this is because Leadburn is surrounded by chicken farms, and after you’ve worked in one of those for … Continue reading Continue reading

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a really strange brain

An excellent piece by Carl Zimmer on the brain of homo florensis. Short version: it really isn’t a pygmy human. We do have a new, and very strange, species here. Continue reading

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