Living Doll – Robin Robertson’s Hill of Doors
For reasons of economy, our hair was cut in the kitchen with a bowl and scissors. Well, until a slip …
For reasons of economy, our hair was cut in the kitchen with a bowl and scissors. Well, until a slip …
Matthew Stewart’s excellent pamphlet, Tasting Notes, has now been professionally produced as a short film. One of Matthew’s hopes was …
My great-grandfather, who hung through my childhood at the centre of a shrine tended by my great-aunt, now hangs in …
As we stood filling the ashtray, a whey-faced seminarian dispensed advice about the forthcoming term at Rome’s Gregorian University. I …
When I admit to reading almost nothing in translation, people are unimpressed, and I admit it: they have a good …
I eventually looked through the bedroom window, towards the source of the noise, and a ghost, street lit in Thames …
On clearing my great aunt’s house, my parents presented me with her ACME Thunderer. She was a teacher from the …
The Church of Omnivorous Light, Robert Wrigley’s first UK publication, spans a lifetime’s writing and nine collections. At times, I …
When my dad claimed that our cat was a bit stupid, I simmered with fury at his betrayal of a …
Wayside shrines, flowers strung up on lampposts with a couple of turns of parcel tape, wither and rot but, once …