Monthly Archives: July 2013

Travellers Tale

Four middle aged travellers after a few days by their friend’s villa pool  get to Toulouse airport. They are tanned, relaxed and ready to go. Its been good, books have been read, wine has been drunk, laps have been swum … Continue reading

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Was Franzy a Panzy

   Although I share a birth day with George Orwell, I am in fact related to Franz Kafka. He stares down at me from a picture on the wall. His  ghostly statuette has a place in my museum. It’s a … Continue reading

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Maggie’s Boathouse

Dylan Thomas has crossed my cultural  radar twice in the last week. Once as a reputed WW2 poet ,his enormous ego  felt  as the bombing raids followed him from London to Swansea ,the Luftwaffe were after him personally! And secondly  … Continue reading

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One for the Road,Jack?

    Two of  my greatest  interests are drinking  and literature. So it was with great pleasure I read the reviews of  Olivia Laing’s The Trip to Echo Spring-Why Writers Drink.  She  majors on Cheever, Carver, Hemingway, Fitzgerald and Williams. … Continue reading

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OH I do like to be by the seaside

The  Heat Wave continues. And with it thoughts turn increasingly to the  cooler breezes of the seaside. Now although I am in shorts and sandals I  am too old for  bucket and spade. There has to be a cultural purpose. … Continue reading

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Dulce et Decorum Est

  The English establishment with its style and ignorance, education and  indifference, charm and brutality can be criticised. But public school and Oxbridge sure  knows  how to turn out poets. And heroes. Its also a bit of a dab hand … Continue reading

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Happy Families

London  like all big cities is full of drama.  You cycle along and suddenly someone  jumps out. Dead body. Get real. Move on.  Two cars kiss, two ferrets with tattoos jump out and start to shout. Money is on the … Continue reading

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