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Wednesday, September 30, 2020

the last book I read

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All Shook Up by William Bedford.  It's the late 1950s (which year is never specified exactly but the Elvis song which gives the novel ...
Friday, September 25, 2020

transports of delight

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Nia and I fulfilled a long-held ambition last weekend when we went down to the Transporter Bridge and did the high-level traverse of the b...
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Monday, September 21, 2020

let there be slightly less light

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In a poignant echo of the current pandemic sweeping the nation, I'm afraid I have to report the tragic demise of another kitchen light b...
Friday, September 18, 2020

end of a century, oh, it's nothing special

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Well, I promised you stats, and stats you shall have, specifically some comparisons of the components of my book-reading triple-century. Th...
Wednesday, September 16, 2020

the last book I read

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Sea Glass by Anita Shreve. It's 1929. So, already, no prizes for guessing a couple of key upcoming plot points . but let's not get...
Monday, September 14, 2020

rigor portis has set in

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It's been a busy few months what with being in the midst of a global pandemic and all, but life goes on. Well, for most of us, anyway, b...
Wednesday, September 09, 2020

incidental music spot of the day

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A breathily-re-imagined version of Pink Floyd's Eclipse (the last song on their perennially humongo-selling 1973 album The Dark Side Of...
Sunday, September 06, 2020

the last book I read

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Breathing Lessons by Anne Tyler. Maggie Moran is approaching fifty, with long-standing attachments to her husband Ira and their family hous...
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Monday, August 24, 2020

the last book I read

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Last Night In Twisted River by John Irving. It's 1954, and we're in the inhospitable northern counties of New Hampshire, right up ne...
Wednesday, August 19, 2020

on ilkley moor sans chapeau

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One thing that has always intrigued me, and almost certainly no-one else in recorded history, and which I was reminded of while we were up i...
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Friday, August 14, 2020

too much monkey business

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Whisky round-up part two, as promised , if somewhat belatedly. Here are two whiskies very slightly (but only very slightly) more out of the ...
Wednesday, July 29, 2020

sriracha comin' atcha

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Here's a follow-up to the chilli sauce post of a few years ago and this more specific sriracha taste comparison one from a year or so ...
Tuesday, July 28, 2020

headline of the day

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Picture the scene: YOU, a hardworking professional helicopter pilot for hire, get the call to deliver a BOAT to a HOSPITAL, pronto. But WHY ...
Monday, July 13, 2020

the last book I read

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Brooklyn by Colm Tóibín. Let's examine the options open to young Irish womenfolk in the early 1950s: grow up, meet a nice man in the vi...
Monday, July 06, 2020

celebrifry woodylikey of the day

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Just looking through some photos from a couple of walks we've done in the last couple of weeks, and found this photo of a rather splendi...

I don't mean to be mean, but look at your mean

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I recall a question being asked on some cricket forum or other, possibly this one : who is the worst best player in Test history? In other w...
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