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A line under the matter

Wed 29th October 2014

We got a text from Chris wondering if we were out, and had a testy couple of hours down the pub, during which I could predict what would happen once the social brake of having Chris there was released. more »

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Untnued

Sun 26th October 2014

My Dad recognised me straight away, but he's not coherent much of the time. more »

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Retuned

Thu 23rd October 2014

I'm in Middlesbrough for a few days. My Mum's in Lancaster for a few days having a rest from my Dad. I was to be looking after him, which conjures up blanching images of flannels and genitalia; but I have had the jammiest stroke of luck. more »

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Detuned

Wed 15th October 2014

Trina sent me a couple of emails and texts, asking for one last chance. It's no exaggeration to describe the most desperate one as "pleading." more »

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Up early

Fri 10th October 2014

After a period in exile in the armpit of Lancashire, where parents really do walk their children to school wearing onesies and smoking, Kitty has managed to secure a job in Lancaster. more »

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looby, n.; pl. loobies. A lout; an awkward, stupid, clownish person

M / 60 / Bristol, "the most beautiful, interesting and distinguished city in England" -- John Betjeman [1961, source eludes me].

"Looby is a left-wing intellectual who is obsessed with a) women's clothes and b) tits." -- Joy of Bex.

WLTM literate woman, 40-65. Must have nice tits, a PhD, and an mdma factory in the shed, although the first on its own will do in the short term.

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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Archives for: "October 2014"

A line under the matter

Untnued

Retuned

Detuned

Up early

looby, n.; pl. loobies. A lout; an awkward, stupid, clownish person

Rummage in my drawers

The Comfort of Strangers

"Just sit still and listen" - woman to teenage girl at Elliott Carter weekend, London 2006

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