I met up with an old friend recently. Right at the end she asked if I wanted feedback on blog posts I had sent her. I knew roughly what was coming, because I have heard it once or thrice before. The main problems (before you get to the content) are around even understanding what the... Continue Reading →
In an effort to educate myself, I am reading The Oxford Book of Essays, chosen and edited by John Gross. [copies for sale here] There’s 142 of the blighters, so it will take me all year. To make this “stick” I am going to blog each essay. This essay is online Who was the author: ... Continue Reading →
"How Soon Can I Leave?” by Susan Hill Number 27 of 27 Great British Short Stories Premise: A woman wakes up to what she has(n’t) done. Sort of. Review: Nicely done, ineffably sad. What else is there to say? Outa ten: 9 Keywords: mothers, motherhood, time and tide Quotes: “As a girl, she had looked... Continue Reading →
A couple of days ago the child that would grow up to be Queen Elizabeth the first was born. Or rather, I read the final scenes of Henry VIII, a play Bill Shakespeare co-wrote at the very end of his career, and QE1 was spat out by Anne Bullen... This was the (anti?)climax of me... Continue Reading →
Third of the plays in my “Bard to the Bone” effort at familiarising myself with the rest of the 38 plays (I have good familiarity with three or four, so-so with some others, little with some and, er, zilch, with about half). Year written: 1606 Context of the writing (Shakespeare’s career, political events it was... Continue Reading →
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