Day 253
the golden thread history is not written by the vanquished nor the suppressed nor the poor a web woven around a single thread of passing time measured obscurely when did… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
the golden thread history is not written by the vanquished nor the suppressed nor the poor a web woven around a single thread of passing time measured obscurely when did… Continue Reading
A perspective. On average, about 2,000 people die in the UK every day. Yesterday, the Queen was one of them. Of course, when someone who has been at the centre… Continue Reading
The National Health Service is magnificent. I got up early to go for my CT scan. M gave me a lift down to the hospital, and held my hand when… Continue Reading
For some reason, as I was spreading jam on my bread this morning, the cool breeze coming in through the open French doors in the library (God, that sounds much… Continue Reading
So, politics for a change. Johnson is live on TV right now, and has just said that he hadn’t realised the Premiership was a relay race and that the rules… Continue Reading
magic the morning has an edge of the ill-defined about it. last night’s rain has evaporated into imagination and loss, the lightning an illusion of the dark, a lie of… Continue Reading
Just continuing the train of thought from yesterday about writers, and how there is something of the writer in every character they write. It follows on from that that the… Continue Reading
The novel I’m reading right now isĀ Author, Author by David Lodge. It’s basically a fictionalised retelling of the last days of Henry James (whom I must admit to never having… Continue Reading
I occasionally break the rule about all of this blog having to be new writing, but as we move towards the end of what has been a glorious summer in… Continue Reading