Author Archives: Stephen Foster

Walking with Ollie

Posted on July 24, 2011 by Stephen Foster

Many thanks to all of you who have expressed your condolences; they have been a comfort in this terrible time. I’m closing correspondence here, but I’ll leave you with words from the man himself. He’ll be walking with Ollie now. … Continue reading →

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Coming soon

Posted on June 13, 2011 by Stephen Foster

Possibly in a new jacket; views pls.

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Long time no poem

Posted on June 11, 2011 by Stephen Foster

The Whitsun Weddings By Philip Larkin 1922–1985 That Whitsun, I was late getting away: Not till about One-twenty on the sunlit Saturday Did my three-quarters-empty train pull out, All windows down, all cushions hot, all sense Of being in a … Continue reading →

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Coming soon

Posted on June 7, 2011 by Stephen Foster

On the Manchester City bench Mancini offers his assistant a sweet, it looks like a fruit pastille. They are playing Balotelli on the left wing (he is a striker) and now here he is again, gathering a pass on the … Continue reading →

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East Anglian Book Awards

Posted on June 6, 2011 by Stephen Foster

Have you had a novel or collection of stories published that is/are predominantly set in East Anglia? We are looking for entries, details of the judges: here. The book must be published between for the first time between August 1, … Continue reading →

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Impartial Beeb

Posted on June 4, 2011 by Stephen Foster

I’ve never seem anything like the coverage of yesterday’s Epsom Derby. What happened was this: the Queen owned the favourite, Carlton House. Carlton House ran well and came third, so was beaten by two horses, one of which, Pour Moi, … Continue reading →

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Now then

Posted on June 4, 2011 by Stephen Foster

If I can just find those Porsche keys I can call round on Venus and do the full Thelma and Louise…

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Bacchus

Posted on June 3, 2011 by Stephen Foster

The alternative name for Dionysus who was the god of the grape harvest, winemaking and wine, and of ritual madness and ecstasy in Greek mythology. He has had a mention in the forthcoming book; he is exactly the sort of … Continue reading →

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Iconic prescient eulogy song

Posted on June 2, 2011 by Stephen Foster

I never mentioned much on the passing of Gil Scott-Heron earlier in the week. He was a key artist for me in the eighties, representing a number of essential musics and ideals, he was the Godfather of hip-hop, a jazz … Continue reading →

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Coming soon

Posted on June 1, 2011 by Stephen Foster

In the second half, on the seventieth minute, the mood changed. A cold white panic swept through the crowd as the young Arsenal player Jack Wilshere went in on Pennant with his studs up. Our winger took exception to this … Continue reading →

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