Bouncing on a Concrete Airbed

I popped into the Rachel Whiteread exhibition at Tate Britain yesterday morning.  I'm fascinated by her stuff - the back to front of a fireplace, the inside of a school desk, the wrong side of a window, the invisible middle of a hot water bottle made out of concrete and resin.  I'm no art critic [...]

2017-11-16T17:43:02+00:00

a prince of love in every way

I have always been proud of my excellent memory.  I can tell you exactly what people said, what they wore, how they behaved, from years back.  No one queries it, which is how I know I’m right. I am staying in the apartment in Aix en Provence that I first visited as a fifteen [...]

2017-08-13T16:38:43+00:00

What I admire about Donald Trump

Donald Trump has been in office for a hundred days, and don’t we know it?  The Muslim ban, the wall, the over promotion of his family, the reliance of the detestable Bannon, Spicer (the PR guy who’s responsible for more PR cock-ups than the brand he’s supposed to be protecting), it’s been aired to death. The [...]

2017-07-20T08:38:41+00:00