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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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Saturday, 31 July 2010
Alfred Duggan, Evelyn Waugh and Bohemond, and why I should, perhaps, keep my mouth shut: a meditation on wisdom and stupidity
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I came across a claim today that in mid-life our brains undergo some kind of expansion and that is why we are, in our dotage, rather wiser t...
Monday, 26 July 2010
Hypochondriac*, nutter or neither? (*Wish someone had told me I'd spelled it wrong the first time round)
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I have acquired my own digital blood pressure monitor, and the answer to the question in the title to this blog entry – hypochondriac, nutte...
Wednesday, 21 July 2010
Message to Kate
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Hi Kate, I am on a different iBook and don't seem to have your email address with me. I have just got back from London and was trying ou...
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Saturday, 17 July 2010
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Well, there's this for those bored enough to like this sort of thing (obviously me, for one), but the trouble is I stumble through the w...
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Friday, 25 June 2010
Welcome to Cornwall, home of the gratuitous diatribe by disaffected sixtysomethings
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The obscure website to which I subscribe which claims to ‘monitor’ traffic to this blog — and I don’t even begin to understand how it works ...
Thursday, 3 June 2010
Hello again, and please buy my novel because no one else is. Pearls before swine? Or just another piece of cack?
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Not posted anything here for a while, and I don’t know why not. There’s no particular reason, it’s just that from scribbling here about once...
Sunday, 18 April 2010
Hacks are self-centred, self-regarding pillocks, and I shall be glad eventually to see the back of them
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I’ve worked as a hack since 1974, which makes it 36 years man and boy, and I have met and worked with quite a few other hacks (a disproporti...
Monday, 12 April 2010
What to do when friendship has run its course? Nothing, really, just don’t pretend
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Is this familiar? You have known someone for many years, and in those early days you both regarded each other as friends. But latterly, in t...
Thursday, 8 April 2010
Pretentious? Moi? Or why romantic self-regard has made of me a philistine
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I have once or twice in the past alluded to my pretensions to wanting to be ‘a writer’. I have also confessed that for someone with such pre...
Friday, 2 April 2010
I admit it: I am, apparently, a glass of absinthe away from a life and death of meths drinking. Or why it is advisable not to believe the bullshit
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I am, apparently, just a pair of piss-stained trousers away from lying in the gutter and drinking meths. That, at least, is my wife’s opinio...
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