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The Blackbird* Outside My Window

Unable to sleep, I wept into my pillow, each note of the blackbird’s song breaking my heart.  A doomed blackbird, his life drained away by the exhaustion of singing all night, and by the damp and icy December temperature.  That … Continue reading

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In the Bleakness, a Bright Green Shoot

Seedless oranges, seedless clementines, seedless grapes.  The words are displayed in large letters on the glossy supermarket shelf labels, or squares of brown cardboard on the stalls of street vendors.  Seedless.  As an incentive for buying.  I shrink in horror … Continue reading

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Be Yourself – At Your Peril

“Just be yourself.”  How many times have you heard that? It is the advice given by friends, psychologists, life coaches and even career advisors.  “Being yourself” is widely recognised as the best policy. But what if that were not always … Continue reading

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Words and Civilisation: “Busy”

As I understand it, it is a medical fact that an allergy is often an intolerance to a substance with which your body is already saturated.  A kind of overflow.  In other words, an allergy is your body’s way of … Continue reading

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When the Day is Perfectly Still

I like still days, like yesterday in London. They creep up on you softly and, suddenly, you walk out of the house and find yourself in the midst of one.  Early winter days, when the sky is a grey so … Continue reading

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‘A Many-Splendoured Thing’ by Han Suyin – An Undervalued Treasure

I was very sad to hear, through fellow-Red Roomer Kim Packard, of the death of writer Han Suyin, last 2 November.  Only last Sunday, I mentioned her novel, A Many-Splendoured Thing, in my piece about the moon.  I was very … Continue reading

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Theatre: ‘The Upstairs Room’ – We are who we are not in spite but because of others.

It all began in Oxford, last year, with director James Savin planning to direct Sartre’s play Huis Clos.  Playwright David K. O’Hara read it and something did not sit well with him.  In Huis Clos, we are in hell – represented … Continue reading

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And What of the Moon?

Sun-kissed, sunbathe, suntan, a sunny disposition. Good morning, Sunshine. And what of the Moon? In his magical book, Portrait of the Gulf Stream, Erik Orsenna tells us that the Moon is getting further away from the Earth.  No wonder.  There … Continue reading

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Hallowe’en Edition

No – not the polyester black capes, rubber bats and plastic axes.  Not the fake fangs and stage blood.  Not the tack.  It has little to do with the original spirit of Hallowe’en. And, please, let us spell it correctly.  … Continue reading

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When Writing Tips Become Platitudes

I am a scribbler.  I love writing but, I confess, I seldom read articles or blogs about writing.  Barring the usual exceptions, of course, I confess I find reading about writing tedious. I would far rather read a story than … Continue reading

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