Category Archives: language

We remember in order to forget

Bonfire Night is the kind of gruesome success that most PR people or politicians – still just about separate careers – could only dream of. The idea was planted by the fires, the guys, and of course that doggerel. Alan … Continue reading

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The exploration of damaged prose

I’ve written before in passing about how hack writing pales into insignificance alongside great talent. Consider this paragraph from what purports to be a crime thriller: Carol frowned. This wasn’t the Tony Hill she’d known all these years. Yes, he’d … Continue reading

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The party’s over, Queenie

Put out fewer flags: we’re coming to the end of the long Jubilee weekend. And it’s been full of the usual vapid jingoism/celebration of constitutional tradition that accompanies such events, followed by the expected welcome imposition of democratic sanity/jealous carping … Continue reading

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What’s my problem?

My problem is that my ability to write has a distinctly muscular flavour: not in the sense that such as Hemingway might write in a muscular fashion; but that I have to exercise it, or it wastes away. Do it … Continue reading

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This wasn’t the song about an easy lover that I thought it was going to be either

Easy lover! She’ll get a hold on you: believe it. She’s like no other; Perhaps she’ll die.

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This wasn’t the song about old people I thought it was going to be

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe; She had so many children she didn’t know what to do. Perhaps she’ll die.

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Hanlon’s razor just makes me stroppy

Let’s please all promise to stop quoting this, and all variations on it: Never ascribe to malice that which is adequately explained by incompetence. (link) When people drag out Bonaparte’s (or Hanlon’s if you like) tedious old canard about malice … Continue reading

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