Monthly Archives: April 2012

From the local gossip column, 29 April 2012

Our regular west Oxfordshire correspondent, the esteemed Dr Small Beds, celebrated his thirty-fifth birthday yesterday. This grand old man of letters spent the day with friends at several locations in the city of Oxford, concluding with drinks at the residence … Continue reading

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Short and sweetened

I think that these days, the longer the blogpost, the happier I am happier pressing the “publish” button, to the extent that many shorter posts languish for months before being deleted, without you ever having read them. I wonder if this … Continue reading

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Sure to wake somebody

Bananaman’s house opposite is indeed still uninhabited, and has been since we last saw him some eighteen months ago. Not only has K. been over on the pretext of leafleting, and looked into its empty, uncurtained rooms, but the garden … Continue reading

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It never drains; then it pours

We have two kitchens at work, for tediously historical reasons. Each of these houses a coffee machine. In the farther kitchen from my desk, indeed in a separate building, is a miniature Gaggia: solid, unfussy, single-function. If you don’t want … Continue reading

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The death of the subject

A lot of the time I can’t deal with stressful novels. It took me several run-ups before I was able to career and carom through Kafka’s The Trial: several-less-one false starts followed by a particularly relaxed few weekends. More generally my nerves … Continue reading

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The death of the author

When I find an artist – author, musician, painter – who excites me completely, from head to toe, it sometimes suits my appreciation of their work if they’re long since dead. I know that sounds ghoulish, but it isn’t meant … Continue reading

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