Monthly Archives: November 2008

the certainty of everyday life

It is clear that nothing new is ever built well. Indeed, but it’s the line on the Clissold Leisure Centre that got me thinking. It is true: it fell apart just like everything else these days. Families, banks, children’s new … Continue reading

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water walks

Please watch this. And thank you JD.

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always behind

So Stockhausen came from Sirius, and why the hell not?, and Cage made 4’33 of silence and pointed out that around huge swathes of the whole world, silence is traffic. The sound of traffic, he said, is always different whereas … Continue reading

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telling tales

Why the obsession with narrative? Why do readers need stories? Is it that we live stories that only certain people like writers can understand, can decipher? Or is it that we want to live stories, tales of beginnings and middles … Continue reading

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fat

There’s this very fat woman who shares a lane with me. She wears a blue rubber hat and goggles. Her flesh is creamy white and tapers into elegant hands and feet that she points like a dancer. Her body twists … Continue reading

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spectacular

On a small screen, perhaps half the size of a single page from a tabloid newspaper, framed in gold glitter paint, I watched The man who armed the world. Featuring The man who became the son of Africa (subsequently The … Continue reading

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don’t dream on

The paradigmatic cynic tells you confidentially: ‘But don’t you see that it is all really about money/power/sex, that professions of principle or value are just empty phrases which count for nothing?’ What the cynics don’t see is their own naivety, … Continue reading

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