Square eyes
Another day, another ad in my in-box that informs me that e-book readers are now reduced in price at various retail outlets. I wonder if anyone has ever bought one,…
Some scraps of conversation from my notebook
It had been a long day, with four kilometres or so trudging across the valley floor to get back to our camp from the bottom of the mountain.‘I’m not such…
Dust jackets and raincoats
Last week I went to Wigtown, Scotland’s self-styled ‘Town of Books’. It’s only a wee place, but it is in a very pretty part of the world, and its inhabitants…
Black pudding and a fried slice
I know it is a tune this jukebox has played before, but the plight of the humble fryup was once more thrust onto my plate this morning. And discontent shared…
Itsy bitsy nano micro
So I was reading a blog today that said blogs were dead. The writer was well aware of the contradictions in this. I wonder what will be next to die.…
Hotrod
Sitting on a bus yesterday afternoon, I had a sudden and completely inexplicable memory beach itself up. One of those snapshots of your own past that presents itself so vividly…
Amateur dramatics
Earlier in the week I spent a couple of hours killing time in the Leeds City Museum. It’s the first time I’ve been there since it became a museum. The…
Above and beyond
I haven’t really written anything in a while. My adventures abroad are over for the time being, and coming home brings a necessary and pleasant whirl of people and pubs,…
In a perfect world
‘Knowledge is very important in anarchistic thought. It’s different from other things. If you give someone half a cake, then you only have half left, but if you give them…
The freak show and the circus
In Copenhagen I visited two very different sorts of gardens. 1. The botanic gardens. There is nothing girly about appreciating flowers. This idea is just a symptom of an era…
