A little like this
Of middling greyness
The repellant thing about blogging, for me, tends to be an inherent reliance on the personal pronoun, and it’s this that keeps me from adding my boring written bits to the void. However, an article I’ve just read about certain ageist reactions to the grey-haired presenter of a TV show I’ve never seen spurs me […]
1999
I have stolen this picture from a Facebook group called “Down in Front”. I love it. Some mates — Vandy, Brett, Simon — used to put on cracker parties. This was Roger Sanchez at the Tivoli. What an awesome night. This picture IS 1999.
Old Filth, and all that.
This post is seven years too late. A perverse and quite irrational sense of anti-nepotism, for want of a better term, has prevented me from becoming acquainted with Jane Gardam‘s beautiful writing before this year. We are not related (sadly!); even if we were, since Gardam is Jane’s husband’s surname, I couldn’t even claim shared […]