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Monthly Archive for August, 2007

Watching the largely entertaining “The Bourne Ultimatum”, in which Matt Damon starts running over the credits and continues to do so for 111 minutes, it struck me that, despite what we are being told about a supersurveillant society and the patriotism of the rogue but wronged agent pursued by a corrupt national agency, the movie’s […]

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Andrew also told me about his job teaching in a special school one summer in the early 60s. The school was buried deep in the countryside in south-east England and the pupils were both physically and mentally heavily disadvantaged. Many of them were so deformed that they were only ever allowed into the grounds of […]

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Cheeky Monkey

I’ve been cutting things out of newspapers and magazines for some decades. When my friend Seamus insisted that I create some space in his attic by removing several bags of hoarded mags, boxes of scripts and piles of books that you should never throw away although they are crap and you haven’t thought about them […]

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Whitstable in Kent is about a 90 mins drive from London. It’s quite pleasant. There are working fishing boats in the harbour, numerous fresh fish retail outlets, second-hand bookshops (my favourite), one or two bars that aren’t like the countryside and the sloping pebbly beach has groynes. Moves are afoot, I gathered, to destroy the […]

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The Queens Are Dead

Entering Cement Town from the Noise Town road, we spot a circus tent pitched up near the docks. Two camels are tethered to a stake and a bulky water buffalo – an ungulate from the East (see ‘Such Ungulates!’ Ryder, F., The Modern Ungulate, vol XVI, 1953) – is masticating scorched scrub. Beneath some faded […]

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