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Here's the obligatory (and yet strangely unnecessary) annual statistical micro-analysis of my reading and blogging habits. General blog...

I took my father out for a post-Christmas walk earlier today to clear a bit of the tryptophan and saturated fat from the artery walls. Noth...

Remembering Babylon by David Malouf. It's the mid-19th century, and we're in north-eastern Australia. Lachlan Beattie and his t...

Led Zeppelin's thumping Good Times Bad Times on the trailer to the new film American Hustle . The film looks fine, if a little bit Son...

I have a couple of footnotes to add to the Last And First Men book review; here's the first. One of the cool things about my SF Maste...

Last And First Men by Olaf Stapledon. How do you like your novels' scope? A minute dissection of a single day ? A decade-spanning ...

Here's a tempting offer the good people at New Scientist made me in a promotional e-mail the other day: Eeeewww. Well, we've a...

You can always tell a really good inadvertently doubly entendresque web news headline by the speed with which it's retitled; luckily th...

Hard to believe it's been eight months since I've been up a proper mountain - how times change, small children, yadda yadda yadda, ...

Today's Daily Mail in particularly fine stating the bleedin' obvious vein: In other shock revelations, if you look like a d...

An extraordinary amount has been written, and rightly so, on the occasion of the retirement from Test cricket of Sachin Tendulkar , the mo...

Much has been written following the death of Doris Lessing, who died on Sunday at the impressive age of 94. So I won't add much except t...

Paddy Clarke Ha Ha Ha by Roddy Doyle. It's 1968, and Paddy Clarke is ten years old. He lives in Barrytown, north Dublin, a fairly g...

We went over to see our friends Jenny and Jim at the weekend, since they're imminently going to be elbow-deep in nappies and arse cream ...

As my wife will tell you at prodigious length at the slightest provocation, my daughter takes after me in a large number of ways. For one t...

Here's a Bloke Skills-related confession: I am neither especially interested in, nor especially knowledgeable about, cars. Just to be cl...

I suppose I'm bound to have heard Walk On The Wild Side on the radio a few times as a child, but my first conscious exposure to Lou R...

Inspired by this disturbing and effective series of consciousness-raising adverts , and also by my earlier research activities in a similar...