Arts
1984 Part Two
So, We’re a year into the “New Normal” (a/k/a The Totalitarianism Rebrand) and things are still looking ….… well, pretty totalitarian. Most of Western Europe is still in “lockdown,” or “under curfew,” or in some [more…]
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The Swaling, Part Forty Eight
Having been indoctrinated into my new task by the Colonel, I wandered into the town centre with his money to suit and boot myself. Jeans, T-shirt, top and trainers made way for a Marks and [more…]
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1984 & All That
The totalitarian novel is a relatively new genre, the most well known of these being (in no particular order) Arthur Koestler’s Darkness at Noon, Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World, and C.S. Lewis’s That Hideous Strength, [more…]
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The Swaling, Part Forty Seven
The Colonel toured Sleescale’s backstreet digs in his battered Transit van picking up our colleagues as if they were black economy workers to be delivered to building sites, cockle beeches or docks. Most of us [more…]
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The Year Turns, Part 4
Ēostre My earliest memories of this time of year involve decorating eggs, going to the local park, and rolling them down a hill. Well, more of a small embankment than a hill, but the thought [more…]
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The Swaling, Part Forty Six
Davies brought me breakfast in bed. Was it genuine concern or his army humour? I was in a bit of a state. His cooking wasn’t great. The culinary school that he relied upon seemed to [more…]
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Rough Gardening In A Pandemic. This Seasons Plan
There always has to be a plan. Whether or not it’s a plan that will be carried through, that’s another matter, but plan this season there is. A large part of it is based on [more…]
America
Film Review : Breakfast at Tiffany’s
Blake Edwards’ 1961 film Breakfast at Tiffany’s — loosely based on Truman Capote’s 1958 novella of the same name — was a showcase for Audrey Hepburn in her acting prime. (Ironically, Capote championed giving the [more…]
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Confessions of a campsite courier, Part 3
Il jouait du piano debout C’est peut-être un détail pour vous Mais pour moi, ça veut dire beaucoup Ça veut dire qu’il était libre Heureux d’être là malgré tout Il jouait du piano debout Il [more…]