The Great Conjunction
It was suggested on the radio this week that a conjunction of Saturn and Jupiter, two thousand or so years … Continue reading The Great Conjunction
Category: memoir
The Gasworks
It was dark and, yes, I’d had a few jars, but really, there was no obvious sign that this was … Continue reading The Gasworks
By Appointment
A Jan Morris anecdote for you; “I was a guest once at a Buckingham Palace reception for publishers and writers, … Continue reading By Appointment
When Sussex Wept for Alan Wells
There is a place in Sussex where the road falls away so suddenly and unexpectedly that, just for a moment, … Continue reading When Sussex Wept for Alan Wells
St Ives
It’s blowing a gale but the sun is hot and warming, and I decide to brave the terrace. I’ve chosen … Continue reading St Ives
Recollections of the Cathedral Bees
A friend was driving her mother through Ireland this summer and, as they tootled along, she was telling her the … Continue reading Recollections of the Cathedral Bees
Derek Pringle, King of the Slips
There were periods in the eighties when, as a teenager, I would spend most of my evenings kicking a football … Continue reading Derek Pringle, King of the Slips
The All-Russian State Library of Foreign Literature
I have, in my loft, a box of keepsakes – old tickets, football programmes, postcards and letters, an ancient packet … Continue reading The All-Russian State Library of Foreign Literature
Vanishing Points
A friend, a true wandering minstrel, travels around Europe on his bike with a guitar strapped to his back. He … Continue reading Vanishing Points
Collecting the Eggs
It’s early, still before nine, and I’m driving. The sun is bright and low, forcing me to squint, and the … Continue reading Collecting the Eggs
