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Book reviews
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Nobody Hurt In Small Earthquake – Michael Green
Towards The End Of The Morning – Michael Frayn
A Crooked Sixpence – Murray Sayle
Monday Mourning – Kathy Reichs
The Group – Mary McCarthy
Fear And Loathing In Fitzrovia – Paul Willetts
The Daughter Of Time – Josephine Tey
The Man Who Wasn’t There: A Life Of Ernest Hemingway – Richard Bradford
The Maltese Falcon — Dashiell Hammett
Hemingway: The Postwar Years And The Posthumous Novels – Rose Marie Burwell
To Have And Have Not - Ernest Hemingway
Hemingway: a biography — Mary Dearborn
The True Gen - Denis Brian
For Whom The Bell Tolls - Ernest Hemingway
Running With Bulls — Valerie Hemingway
The Sea — John Banville
Mrs Hemingway — Naomi Wood
Saturday — Ian McEwan
Berlin Game — Len Deighton
Decline And Fall — Evelyn Waugh
The Colour — Rose Tremain
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Film reviews
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Once Upon A Time In The West
Mulholland Drive
The Gentlemen
A Time To Kill
The Irishman
The Revenant
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Sunday 22 May 2016
This is me high (up - 2,230m above sea level – oh, and the sequence of writing might confused, so get a grip). Then I give a well-deserved plug to my most recent favourite TV series – give it a crack, ‘cos you will not be disappointed
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Like the original kid with a new you, I'm using my new app to wish you well from 2,230 high (1.38 miles apparently) above sea le...
Saturday 21 May 2016
Just trying out. Later - seems to have worked, though I can't see yet how to add pictures on the app. And I make a new acquaintance, just by chance, a 54-year-old Bangladeshi Australian from Melbourne
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Bad Gastein - Day Three: Cup Final day when Louis van Hopeless's fate is decided. I have downloaded some kind of app which allows me t...
Friday 20 May 2016
Not doing a lot, except spending some time with naked pensioners of both sexes (this is Austria, remember). And I give Peaky Blinders a plug
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Bad Gastein - Day Two I call it Day Two, but actually it is my third day here in that I arrived at Wednesday lunchtime, so really it is Da...
Thursday 19 May 2016
‘Hier ist im Moment nicht viel los’
– no, there ain’t, for which I thank the Lord
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Bad Gastein - Day One This latest entry finds me washed up in somewhere called Bad Gastein, about 60 miles due south of Salzburg in Austri...
Friday 13 May 2016
In which I go social, twice, although on a small scale and also reach out the hand of friendship to my Russian readers (whoever they are)
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Two social occasions to write about, both small-scale, but both very enjoyable and crucially not a mention of the EU, my cars, phones, Macbo...
Saturday 7 May 2016
Relax and stand down: I’ve completely forgotten what I was going to rant about. But there are still histamines and just how loose use of the word ‘genius’ has become. So still room enough to waffle
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Well, there you have it, a perfect example of Sod’s Law: I post a blog entry warning that the subsequent entry I shall be sounding off and h...
Thursday 5 May 2016
I give you due warning that in the next few entries I shall be sounding off. So don’t complain: you have been warned
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This is is a short posting only because it is one by way of introduction and also so that I can remind myself of one or two things. Every ...
Friday 29 April 2016
No more EU for now (except, of course, to mention ‘no more EU for now’), but the eternal, infrenal itching now has a name - great! - and I plan my next invasion of Europe. Sorry, wan’t going to mention Europe, was I?
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I have to say that for some odd reason I have held off posting here for several weeks because my main urge was simply to repeat how insuffer...
Friday 8 April 2016
You want humility? Here’s real humility (well, sort of) and the sad tale of how I came to realised I am not the world’s greatest stock picker
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Every so often I take a look at ‘the stats’ to see which of my previous posts have been read. There are a few evergreen favourites - the tra...
Monday 4 April 2016
Panama papers leaked: the Guardian fingers Putin (though why just him?). Then there’s another few nights at the St Endellion festival and I wonder why I can’t simply settle for being middle-class. But sadly I can’t
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I must immediately be honest about this entry and state that it has less to do with what I am writing and posting a blog entry and a little ...
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