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Litreview

Yes, it’s that time again, when I list the books in the year just passed that I have most enjoyed. I’ve been doing this since 2014. That’s when I started noting authors and titles of books I’d read in a … Continue reading

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The Flies of Memory

This is the tragic paradox of the pin-sharp: the problem with cameras is that your memory of a scene becomes condensed around that one snapshot and everything else fades. Your holiday, so fluid, so subtle, so weighted with memory, is … Continue reading

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My Favourite Book

… is Labyrinths by the Argentine essayist Jorge Luis Borges (1899-1986). I bought this copy earlier today at Waterstones in Norwich: this portrait was taken in the in-store café, moments later. No, this is not an instant conversion. I’m not … Continue reading

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My Holiday Reads

Yesterday I promised a run-down of my holiday reading, so, without further ado, and in no particular order, I shall start with Deer Island, a memoir by Neil Ansell – a short book, but in its way, perfectly formed. Ansell … Continue reading

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What I Read On My Summer Holidays

Having just returned from a short break in La France Profonde I am compelled as if by the urugations of my fundament to tell you about the two books I read while sleeping off yet another repast cooked in goose … Continue reading

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It Has Not Escaped Our Notice #57

This bottle of olive oil, spotted recently in the Cuisine des Girrafes, advertises its contents at 500ml. Given the brand, however, what’s the betting that it is in fact infinitely large?

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