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Heaven in the afternoon

  Tue 29th November 2011
Rain hurls itself against the windows. Inside, tealights are twinkling in their purple and rose glass containers. Kim is stretched out on the sofa opposite with a blanket over her. She's knitting and reading the Guardian. A companiable silence. more »
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Pegging off

  Sun 27th November 2011
I'm supposed to be on a train to Huddersfield but I've cancelled my last day of duties at the Contemporary Music Festival. I had a very enjoyable time helping run our Phders and staff public outreach conference thing in Lancaster yesterday, but it was a long day. more »
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Uddersfield Contemporary Music Festival

  Tue 22nd November 2011
To Huddersfield (silent h), for the Contemporary Music Festival. On the train to Manchester, a Spanish family make a busy faff of sitting down on the table across the aisle. Suddenly, a pair of pink knickers is sprung onto my table. more »
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Girls, I love the things they know, love the things they show

  Thu 17th November 2011
"Girls are confident and articulate; they care for; support and respect each other." more »
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Chapter two

  Mon 14th November 2011
Her amazing kissing. I just want to lose myself in it. It feels like a surrender. We wended our way to the most distant, least occupied room in Birmingham's magnificent art gallery. Suddenly, mid-snog, some Indian folk music started up. It was amusingly… more »
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"Looby is a left-wing intellectual who is obsessed with a) women's clothes and b) tits." -- Joy of Bex.

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There are plenty of bastards who drink moderately. Of course, I don't consider them to be people. They are not our comrades.
Sergei Korovin, quoted in Pavel Krusanov, The Blue Book of the Alcoholic

I am here to change my life. I am here to force myself to change my life.
Chinese man I met during Freshers Week at Lancaster University, 2008

The more democratised art becomes, the more we recognise in it our own mediocrity.
James Meek

Tell me, why is it that even when we are enjoying music, for instance, or a beautiful evening, or a conversation in agreeable company, it all seems no more than a hint of some infinite felicity existing apart somewhere, rather than actual happiness – such, I mean, as we ourselves can really possess?
Turgenev, Fathers and Sons

I hate the iPod; I hate the idea that music is such a personal thing that you can just stick some earplugs in your ears and have an experience with music. Music is a social phenomenon.
Jeremy Wagner

La vie poetique has its pleasures, and readings--ideally a long way from home--are one of them. I can pretend to be George Szirtes.
George Szirtes

Using words well is a social virtue. Use 'fortuitous' once more to mean 'fortunate' and you move an English word another step towards the dustbin. If your mistake took hold, no-one who valued clarity would be able to use the word again.
John Whale

One good thing about being a Marxist is that you don't have to pretend to like work.
Terry Eagleton, What Is A Novel?, Lancaster University, 1 Feb 2010

The working man is a fucking loser.
Mick, The Golden Lion, Lancaster, 21 Mar 2011

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