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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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Tuesday, 18 November 2014
And finally the big one . . . PLUS proof that the Daily Mail still hasn’t lost the plot
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Well, I’m rapidly approaching that milestone in everyone’s life which surely is the biggest of the big ones: 65, the age or retirement (at l...
Monday, 10 November 2014
As Goebbels said: If you tell a lie, tell a big one. Blair and Bush agree. Eleven years on and more than 200,000 folk dead, they got away with it. Why did they do it?
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Over the past few days I watched two films which reminded me once more of the second Iraq War and how Blair and Bush got away – I suppose qu...
Thursday, 30 October 2014
Now here’s a surprise — the Daily Mail comes clean and admits: We print complete shite bollocks crap nonsense! Or in the paper’s own words: We are WRONG about everything. And I have successfully culled my burgeoning population of iPhones and partially redeemed my reputation for being at least a little bit sane
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I’m always prepared to be surprised and am still looking forward to that jaw-dropping moment when bankers throughout the Western world agree...
Wednesday, 22 October 2014
How to become the owner of four iPhones you don’t want: it’s not that hard, believe it or not, and a lot easier if you are – like me – an idiot. And talking of idiots: Manchester United. What is going on?
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I’ve never claimed to be the sharpest blade in the box (although if someone else were to do me the honour of making the claim, I would be fl...
Sunday, 12 October 2014
Heard of Grant Green? No, nor had I until I heard him play. And in case you haven’t yet come across them: Boardwalk Empire and Ray Donovan, the best since The Sopranos
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This is where I come clean: I am a bullshitter. There, I’ve said it, though it’s not perhaps as you imagined it to be. To be honest, I’m not...
Friday, 10 October 2014
I introduce you to a ‘Journalist’ - not quite what you think. And Ukip has 15 minutes of fame - every dog, as they say, has its day
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The other day a colleague - no names, no pack drill, but he is the author of various travel guides to several eccentric cities around Britai...
Friday, 3 October 2014
A bleeding heart writes. But then why not? Please don’t be put off by the rather boring preamble about smartphones . . .
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For the past week I have been ‘rationalising’ the household stock of mobile phones. That means I have been selling them. And if I am honest,...
Saturday, 27 September 2014
Ukip go for the Labour voters’ heart and we might well be in for interesting times. And to make things a little more interesting here’s a pin-up of mine, Gemma Arterton. Then there’s my abortive attempt to introduce you to the music of Reggie Washington but those bastards from Islamic State have nixed it (though quite how I don’t know)
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Well, someone’s got a brain in Britain’s Ukip, and the party’s supporters must hope it isn’t just Nigel ‘No, no, no, let me speak’ Farage. T...
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Thursday, 25 September 2014
Another poem.Then there’s the baffling fuck-up in the making in the Middle East: what is going on?
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I wrote the other day about how poetry passes me by, and then added a poem. Well, here’s another. It’s that itch to write again, to blathe...
Friday, 19 September 2014
Poetry: what is it? Buggered if I know. Then there is a sad, sad tale: my comments on the Scottish referendum are lost forever. And a cheap solution to an eternally pressing problem
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For a man of my pretensions, it is hugely embarrassing to admit that ‘poetry’, or at least, modern poetry, not only passes me by, but leaves...
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