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5 10, 2016


Earlier this year we had a garden man come to assess the wall that was falling down, which if it did fall down, would let the ground that holds up our house fall away. We were less than keen on this happening. "The problem really is that it has no foundations," he said, "so we'll need [...]

10 06, 2015

Broken Things

The day before I was due to pack up the car and leave Hay, I went browsing in a little shop I love. I’ve been going in for years, and have bought lots of lovely things. I was very aware of the enormous rucksack on my back, and trying not to break things by spinning [...]

21 01, 2013

Campfires against the dark

The snow came at the weekend, tucked us into winter nicely. And despite the fact that we know it will be cold and wet we cannot resist going out in it, throwing the stuff around, and rolling it into balls of various sizes. One of my favourite sounds is the creak of a good boot [...]

2 01, 2013


I think the second must really be the first day of the new year. On the first everyone is too busy negotiating hangovers, or visitors, or fractious children who've been too long without routine. In Scotland they're all still languishing with their extra bank holiday but across the border we're all secretly relieved to get [...]

25 07, 2012

Henry V, Shakespeare and the metamorphosis of English.

A couple of weeks ago I finally took myself to the Globe. I stood as a groundling, rain jacket tucked under my arm, and waited for Jamie Parker to transport me the the fields of Agincourt. There is something magical about that theatre. I can't for the life of me recall why I've never been, other [...]

26 06, 2012


I finally got around to watching Shame at the weekend. You'll notice now that Michael Fassbender is everywhere, but if you'd wanted to know who would be the next big thing, you should have listened to my mate Will. A couple of years ago when trying to convey the essence of the protagonist of his [...]