Friday nights are not what they used to be. But that doesn’t have to be a bad thing. Cross your heart and tell me honestly – are you sure you want your pre-lockdown Friday nights back? I guess that depends on how you spent them. All night bar-hopping can be …
That finger point is authoritative. That finger point understands direction. That finger point could read a map and silence Dad’s “but I know I’ve driven this route before, cor’ was it ten? Yeah, it’s ten. Ten years ago, for my old job”…
In Alfred Hitchcock’s seminal film, Psycho, Norman Bates romantically exclaims, “A boy’s best friend is his mother”…
Initially put off by the name given to this book, allergic as I am to “urgent” takedowns on the American experience, it was with a smirking relief that I made my way through the grease of its pages, its sizzlingly American un-American activities…
I can go upward, I can float, the limit is the same to the mud but a hundred yards up is enough to see the city through the trees and it is not dark but it is night and of course it is not light …
It wasn’t an immediate bond, oh I’ll be the first to admit it! When Lavinia brought me round for the first time, you and I didn’t gel. She had told me all about you of course, but somehow I still wasn’t ready…
Uma still isn’t sure about the coven, but cheap dim-sum, ley lines, and cash in hand are three things that are hard to argue with for a young woman. She takes a few evening shifts when they‘re going, but tries to avoid the drama associated with her co-workers.
Believe it or not, FADs have been around since the early 1900s. Back then, they were mainly reserved for the aristocracy, who grew weary watching their servants run laps on their behalf…
The Western cemetery at Highgate is a verdant mess. Abandoned to the elements for decades, the ornate tombs and grave markers of the long dead are subsumed by green and brown, branch and vine and thorn…
