Monthly Archives: January 2013

The Black Book

In one of those mildly exciting episodes of happenstance I was just finishing The Black Book by Orhan Pamuk – a Turkish author of whom, I am shamed to admit, I knew nothing – when up popped Michael Berkeley with his … Continue reading

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Roar

It is soon to be the 10th Anniversary of the London demonstration against the Iraq war. This is what I wrote at the time. Ten days ago I went on the Stop the War march in London. Me and a … Continue reading

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Reds under the bed

I can remember the time (around the age of 14) that I turned up at the familial dinner table wearing a CND badge. My parents were horrified, you would have thought that I had just returned from storming the Bastille … Continue reading

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The morality of rice pudding

Now here’s a question. Do you always finish a book? Do you ever experience that moment, a few chapters in, when you ask yourself “Why am I doing this?”. The words are marching past your gaze but nothing much is going … Continue reading

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You can’t press a flower on a Kindle

A snippet that I heard on BBC4’s Saturday Live. “You can’t press a flower on a Kindle.” Well, why not? Surely the technology that can produce a computer monitor on your sweater or a 3D printer could come up with … Continue reading

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