Jun 10, 2023 | Lies, Truth & Lies
My Robin didn’t always sleep well. He wet the bed a few times a season, and it hunched him over with shame. Noises unsettled him; he liked to turn the sound way down on the television, too low for me to hear. He hated when the cloth monkey wasn’t on its...
May 27, 2023 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
I walked off in the direction of Primrose Hill. Ignoring my mother’s maxim that only whores smoked outdoors, I took out my cigarettes. Ever since I took up the habit, I have loved smoking more than anything. Smoking is a veil. I adore every aspect of it: the...
May 13, 2023 | Travel, Truth, Truth & Lies |
Henry Williamson, the author of Tarka the Otter, loved the abundance and variety of living creatures in this countryside, and for seven years he lived and farmed five miles along the coast at Stiffkey. When Dudley returned home after tea, this is where I went,...
May 6, 2023 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
At three o’clock in the morning Eurydice is bound to come into it. After all, why did I sit here like a telegrapher at a lost outpost if not to receive messages from everywhere about the lost Eurydice who was never mine to begin with but whom I lamented and...
Apr 29, 2023 | Truth, Truth & Lies |
… the number of emails that you could, in principle, receive, is essentially infinite. But … the number of messages you’ll have time to read properly, reply to, or just make a considered decision to delete is strictly finite. So getting better at processing your email...
Apr 1, 2023 | Travel, Truth, Truth & Lies |
They prefer to ride kneeling, especially if they mean to gallop. It is an extraordinary feat of balance, for riding a galloping camel, especially over rough ground, is like sitting on a bucking horse. A Bedu usually carries his rifle slung under his arm and parallel...