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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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Friday 6 December 2019
Letter (email) to my daughter
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By chance, I came across this, a ‘letter’ (actually an email) to my daughter when she was at the end of her first year at university and unh...
Thursday 5 December 2019
On the road again, again
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Travelodge – Hellingly Eastbourne, East Sussex It’s a bit of a stretch entitling this entry ‘On the road again’ as it involves neither amp...
Saturday 2 November 2019
To publish posthumously and squeeze a bit more money for the estate of the writer and his publisher (even though the work might be crap) or not? Decisions, decisions, though as it turned out not a difficult one for Charles Scribner’s Sons, of New York, publishers to the gentry
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Below are around 400 words from Joan Didion’s piece — the opening — on the practice of publishing Hemingway’s work posthumously. It appeared...
Monday 28 October 2019
In which I admit to slightly odd behaviour (and later in the day put the boot in Honest Ernest yet again)
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It really is bloody odd. Every day since I’ve retired I’ve been conscious of ‘using my time’ and not wasting it. The silly thing is, though,...
Saturday 26 October 2019
Crisis? What crisis? This one, matey, this one!
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We here in Britain are stuck in a truly bizarre age: for once the observation that ‘the country is split’ isn’t actually just a silly, self-...
Thursday 10 October 2019
The Brexit farce continues and it’s not going to end well . . .
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I am conscious that I haven’t posted here for a while and there’s reason: the only thing I would like to write about at present (not having ...
Thursday 19 September 2019
On the road . . .
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Travelodge - Retford Markham Moor Off on my travels for a day or two, this time to visit the Jorvik Vikin Centre in York which I did yeste...
Friday 13 September 2019
Rose Tremain's The Colour: less than the sum of its - many - parts
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I’ve just finished reading a novel which I didn’t much enjoy, but which I forced myself to finish because I wanted to leave a review of it o...
Sunday 1 September 2019
You do realise, of course, that reading this blog marks you out as — well, how do I put this without being too effusive? — a little more refined, a cut above the rabble and someone whose intellect and lively mind one can only admire. Elite? Yes, and then some
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Over the years like many, many people the world over, I had bought ‘the Sunday papers’. Being — apparently — less intellectually and politic...
Saturday 10 August 2019
Bugger Hemingway and his phoney machismo - the football season has started! Rejoice.
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To Bodmin last night with sister-in-law and brother-in-law Julie and Denis and Denis’s friend Leo to the folk club. Folk really isn’t my thi...
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