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Leaf watch
Samples below for Geraldine (and anyone else who would care to join in):
Out-take
from the Daily Mail shoot. They somehow managed to overlook several excellent pictures of either Ollie and/or Dylan like this, all by Jason Bye, and instead used a picture of a generic terrier pup. Count the column inches, as they … Continue reading
The Mighty Potters
Out of the relegation zone. Sick it up your bollix, Mr Keane, or some other evocative demotic expression of your own choice.
Posted in And She Laughed No More, She Stood There Laughing
Tagged Premiership, Stoke City, Suderalnd nil
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The previous post
has bought out the literati and the cultural thinkers. Andy P has nailed his colours to the mast as a hard man of letters: “Pulis out”, I tend to shout Watching with dismay As Stoke City huff and puff But … Continue reading
Posted in From Working-Class Hero to Absolute Disgrace (A Memoir
Tagged football, Gary Hume, poetry
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Man City 3 Stoke 0
James Fenton is one of my favourite poets, and this is one of my favourite poems of his, from the collection of the same name. Beauty, Danger and Dismay Beauty, Danger and Dismay Met me on the public way. Whichever … Continue reading
Posted in And She Laughed No More, She Stood There Laughing
Tagged James Fenton, Man City, poetry, Premiership, Stoke City
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Houston
we have lift off.
Famous…
…you? I don’t really think so.
Strides
was my first novel. It did very little, really, but I stand by it. I had a contretemps with Trezza last night, something to do with my new commercial non-fiction persona. Like most arguments, it was about trivial nonesense, but … Continue reading
C’mon Guv
you know it’s time for walkies. You can sit typing and pretending to be busy all you want: the eyes keep boring into the back of your head. And then the whining starts…
Ben Nicholson
‘Spiritual beri-beri,’ this, according to Sir Kenneth Clark. On the other hand, one of my favourite pieces of British modernism. You could make one of these yourself out of MDF and white emulsion, but would it be art? White relief
Posted in From Working-Class Hero to Absolute Disgrace (A Memoir
Tagged art, Ben Nicholson, modernism
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