Known in recent decades by affectionate hellenicisation – “dad got laid off so we’re holidaying in Clethrepos this year” – this beach town a tad south of Grimsby was a choice venue, back in the fifties and sixties, for outings … Read More »
this post also appears in offguardian A Pink Floyd fan for half a century, and neutral on the band’s acrimonious eighties divorce, I was thrilled by Roger Waters’ denunciations – an unequivocal exception to the rule that celebs are intimidated … Read More »
Walking with my friend Sue. Great conversation, great weather, and the deer posing for us. Couldn’t have been better. Nice pad they got there, those Cavendish-Devonshires. Even the loos are classy. *
* If ‘propaganda’ can’t be refuted using legitimate debate methods, then what you are calling propaganda looks an awful lot like truth. Caitlin Johnstone. The dominant view of the past five hundred years, imbibed by generations of schoolchildren in the … Read More »
The West is divided, most of its citizens still willing, despite all we now know of the wars on the middle east, and despite the unproven and frequently risible nature of a litany of allegations of Russian wrongdoing – despite … Read More »
For nigh on a year my extremely close friend and below-the-line commenter zerohoursuni has been on “pre-moderation” at the Guardian. That means all his comments are subject to delay before they appear, if they appear at all, below any opinion … Read More »
Writing on Sunday, April 8 in What’s Left, Stephen Gowans offers eight reasons for extreme scepticism about yet another allegation of Damascus having used, for reasons inexplicable, chemical weapons on its own citizens late on April 7. See his full … Read More »
Just over a month after my posts of February 27 and 28, on walking the Porter Valley, I returned today in sunlit conditions …
Unsurprised is not unthrilled though. Given my love of photography and travel – including the Afghanistan and Rajasthan of his most mesmerising images – McCurry’s subjects speak to me more directly, more fully and more durably than those of any … Read More »
It’s not yet eight but already hot. In shorts and t-shirt I sit at the corner where Zhili 2nd Road crosses Ming Sing Street in Khaosiung, Taiwan’s second city. I’m in the shade outside a 7/11 store – I should … Read More »