Some things are not quite what they seem: hardly an earth-shattering perception, but you have to start somewhere. I imagine that a fair number of GPers have spent a holiday in Greece. I dare say [more…]
“Malka and Shlomo in the Secret Shtetl” was inspired by a story which circulated within dissidents circles when I was a student in Moscow in the early 1980s: several villages in Siberia were so remote [more…]
If we’re ever in the same place at the same time, I’m the quiet one standing in the corner, keeping his own council, people-watching, shy (or even just plain rude). I might be in my own little [more…]
There have been quite a few occasions when one wished one was a fly on the wall to listen in on a conversation. The private discussion between Sir Arnold Bax, Master of the King’s Musick, [more…]
‘I hope that you’ve all studied logical positivism?’ Incarcerated in Paranaque Municipal Jail, part of Metro Manila’s southern urban sprawl, it is boily hot and dark. Thousands of pairs of pin prick brown eyes look at me [more…]
In an attempt to win the driest, dullest posted article I present this. The document’s first couple of lines regarding a diversity and inclusion impact assessment may take readers aback. We all know that Royal [more…]
One of my heroes, Judas Was Paid, suggested I make a camper van. So, obedient old girl that I am, I made a camper van. But because, like most on here, I am nasty, twisted [more…]
I have a number of friends who are police officers. Or to be more accurate, former police officers. Which is a bit of a paradox really, as by far the majority of rank and file [more…]
Bestie and I were sat in our booth at the gas station’s restaurant at Lee Vining, looking down over Mono Lake. I was still thinking about Clint’s brilliant film “High Plains Drifter”, for this weird [more…]
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