There were always going to be eruptions of ire, anger and glee when Margaret Thatcher died. Last Monday I was in an Oxfam bookshop in a posh corner of London, buying a collection of short stories from a middle-age man in a luminous pink pullover, when he was suddenly distracted from the job in hand […]
In Which I Introduce My New Blog
Ladies and gentlemen, renegades and travellers – this is my new blog. It is the first blog I’ve ever written… and I put it off for too long, because I didn’t really know where to begin. But you have to start somewhere. So here goes. It has been quite a week, with one thing and […]
