Two literary evenings on the trot. First up, on Tuesday, to the London Review Bookshop to hear Paul Farley and Michael Symmons Roberts read from and discuss their new book Edgelands: Journeys into England's True Wilderness. In the spirit of their collaborative approach to writing the book, they took turns reading passages from the chapter …
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a smattering of culture, a modicum of nature
Finally got around to seeing (just about) Anish Kapoor's outdoor sculptures, Turning the World Upside Down, in Kensington Gardens late afternoon on Wednesday, only a few days before the show ends. It was overcast and already heading towards dusk, and then thanks to my excellent map reading skills we wandered quite a way along the …
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call me pretentious
Now, I'm not an academic, nor an intellectual, but I do enjoy the occasional stimulating if brain-fogging encounter with that side of life. So, as soon as I saw last night's lecture at the British Museum advertised (part of the London Review of Books' Winter Lectures series), I knew I had to go: Cervantes, Balzac …
the harmonious songsmith
The Australian composer and eccentric Percy Grainger died 50 years ago this coming Sunday, on 20th February 1961. Last night we attended the opening concert in the short Celebrating Grainger 2011 season at London's Kings Place, and what a joyous and oft-times moving event it was. The concert, entitled The Harmonious Songsmith, featured a selection …
sanguine citrus
Hooray! Blood oranges are back in my local greengrocer's - a sure sign that spring is on its way. The blood orange is one of my favourite fruits, with a wonderful raspberry-ish flavour (mm, I love raspberries too...), and it looks as delicious as it tastes. Its short season (my greengrocer tends to have them …
guantanamo via waterloo
Last Thursday evening, along with a few other hardy souls, we braved the bitter weather to listen to a reading of Poems from Guantanamo at the Calder Bookshop, near Waterloo. The book consists of twenty-two poems, written by detainees in Guanatanmo Bay, most of whom are still held there, uncharged yet with little prospect of …
evolving english
Ventured up to the British Library yesterday, to see the latest of their wonderful (and, amazingly, free) exhibitions, Evolving English: One Language, Many Voices. The exhibition explores the development and spread of the English language, in all its rich variety, covering aspects such as slang and dialect, and how the language has absorbed influences from …
something old, something blue
So, farewell, old blue cardie. I have finally accepted that my midnight blue cardigan has passed over from the realm of garments to that of rags. I bought it from Benetton on King's Road sometime in early 1985, when I first came to London. How many gigs did I wear it to? The Smiths, at …
a week in December
A packed week, which started, startlingly and hilariously, with James Naughtie's now infamous slip-up just before 8 o'clock on Monday morning. Then the gratifying announcement that Susan Philipsz had won the Turner Prize (see my post about her installation Surround Me). Also tickled to hear about the campaign Cage Against the Machine, which aims to …
Diaghilev at the V & A
On Friday afternoon, we ventured out to see the exhibition Diaghilev and the Golden Age of the Ballet Russes at the Victoria and Albert museum. This proved to be a thoroughly absorbing exhibition, bringing together so many different elements - theatre, music, art, choreography, strong and creative personalties - in the same way that Diaghilev …
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