• Dying for it

    It is a prevailing feature of these blogs. Ruminations on the nature of death. Obviously I have a personal interest, growing more so as the end of my candle burns a now disproportionate path and, judging by a growing readership, so do you, whatever condition your own tallow is in! Maybe it’s life imitating art,… Know More

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  • From Lover to Carer: John Suchet

    We are fragile beings, here temporarily and ever hopeful that we will make the most of our stay in life, to the very end. Not a bitter end, but a sweet drift from everything we know. I was listening to John Suchet on BBC Radio 4 this morning in the sub zero beauty of the… Know More

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  • February in Paris

    It doesn’t have the same sense of rhythm and cadence as the April song, nor the allure. After 34 C in Ghana, here I am suffering some minus measurement or other with a wind as sharp as a knife uncapping a soft boiled egg. L’Hotel Terrasse is well-situated on the edge of Montmatre, equidistant from… Know More

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  • The shape of gods to come

    I see that sufferers from multiple sclerosis in its early stages have responded well to stem cell surgery and wondered, as usual, what road we are on as a species. Some time ago I posited the view that our capacity to develop ourselves in dramatic ways, using the full range of medical interventions, was essential… Know More

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  • Headers in footer and the intellectually challenged

    I was running along the inside left channel, hardly able to see. The rain, lashing down, was turning my spectacle lenses into something approaching the patterned glass of the bathroom door. The ground under my feet squelched and I am sure that my private parts had withdrawn to warmer climes inside my body. Football on… Know More

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  • Stories without words

    When media presenters and reporters talk about stories ‘breaking’, they are referring to the crude refinery that is a news room. It is like a well gushing. They take the crude oil or data with all its impurities and make a sharp, clean narrative from it, thereby excluding the dross (ie that which does not… Know More

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  • Fitting in to the scheme of things

    Having had something of a Christian upbringing – at least until the age of 8 or 9, I have a certain grounding in biblical matters. Given the seasonal cycles of church offerings, every year the lessons and sermons and readings would come round again and again. And these were then repeated in school. By the… Know More

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  • MacBush: that play

    Macbeth points out at some stage in his journey to destruction that he is too much in blood to retreat again to any moral position. Shakespeare’s point being that once an individual or nation embarks on a murderous course, only the intervention of external or occult powers, can halt it. There is something in the… Know More

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  • Babes in Arms: Israeli Spokeswomen

    Scanning the internet and You Tube, in particular, I see there are swathes of criticism being directed at Israel for her inhumane war on the Gaza people. Enough for me not to reiterate. However, atrocities cannot pass without a blog such as this adding its small voice to the debate because every discourse about morality… Know More

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