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Letter to The Observer on Brexit

Letter as written: David Goodhart’s conclusion concurred with my thinking the EU isn’t negotiating in good faith but willing failure.  Davis ingeniously met the EU’s insistence on keeping the Irish border porous only to be rebuffed without any alternative being offered and a refusal to enter into … Continue reading

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Review of Iris Murdoch’s The Philosopher’s Pupil

I did much of this yesterday, lost to Goodreads, which flickers. It’s the narrator says he knows ‘Delphi is empty.’ It is. The gods might as well be in Britain. The author’s playful, ‘If George was in a novel he … Continue reading

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Revelations

I wasn’t sure I would go and if I did that I’d read; there was nothing appropriate in Mayakovsky to pay tribute to John’s communism.  John – not Elliott – wanted to go; of the Writers’ Group, he rated John’s … Continue reading

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An All-day Party

Night before I prepared the guinea fowl for slow-cooking.  In the morning I started on vegetarian dishes from recipes I’d been saving: harissa roast potatoes, beans, tomatoes and fried potatoes, baked eggs on chard but gave up on John’s appearing … Continue reading

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Gay Day

Boarding the train, I went one way for a seat and John the other, where he took a single seat.  I sat beside a bearded young man who kept looking at me furtively.  Opposite was a boy who said we … Continue reading

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Email to London Evening Standard on Brexit

I was reading the letters page and the first letter seemed familiar, sounding like a copy of me, so I skipped to the end to see who’d written it: John Cairns.  I had.  Thankfully the editor had corrected my misspelling … Continue reading

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Wild Boys Party

In see-through red shirt I’ve had for over fifty years and Japan windcheater, off to Quentin’s party with champagne, cake, box of chenin blanc, card and Latin dictionary.  He’d said he’s doing Latin.  Wrong address directed me to right one, … Continue reading

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