You must not read from the book!
For the past couple of weeks I’ve been clad in a dressing gown, tripping off my nut on dihydrocodeine, and nursing a small patchwork quilt of stitches in my mouth (routine surgery, nothing that… Continue reading
For the past couple of weeks I’ve been clad in a dressing gown, tripping off my nut on dihydrocodeine, and nursing a small patchwork quilt of stitches in my mouth (routine surgery, nothing that… Continue reading
The price of living with more settled times with regards to the monarchy, is that Shakespeare would have very little history play material. Tales of Prince Phillip’s racism, Prince Andrew’s private flight expenses,… Continue reading
I’ve recently been reading and re-reading around one of my favourite themes, the dissolution of the monasteries. I actually really like monasteries, especially those that have gift shops where you can purchase things… Continue reading
The above is the best line, in my opinion, in Marlowe’s The Jew of Malta, and the first of two things I am shoehorning into this post simply because I like them and they… Continue reading
This week, I have been mostly responsible for the death of many, many trees, in the form of many, many tissues. A lurgy is upon me, and while I’ve managed to go to… Continue reading
In the western world, never before has the timing of our death been so often negotiable. Unless something very catastrophic happens, a person is quite justified in thinking a threatened end is maybe… Continue reading