Monthly Archives: April 2018

Memory hole

Posted on April 29, 2018 by clivedav184z

The most chilling sentence I’ve read in some time. From “Mao’s Great Famine”, Frank Dikötter’s book about the millions who died in The Great Leap Forward.

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Virtuosity isn’t everything

Posted on April 29, 2018 by clivedav184z

From Peter Jones’ new biography of Mark Murphy, role model to many a jazz singer.

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Marlow

Posted on April 17, 2018 by clivedav184z
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Bullingdon-esque

Posted on April 16, 2018 by clivedav184z

One of the books I’m reading at the moment (for research purposes, really) is the diary of Duff Cooper (1890-1954),  Cabinet minister, bon vivant and David Cameron’s great-great uncle. (You can see the resemblance in the photo.) The early stages … Continue reading →

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More strings than swing

Posted on April 11, 2018 by clivedav184z

From my review of Gregory Porter’s latest visit to the Albert Hall: This might have been a world record. Has anyone in the history of mass marketing dared to perform The Christmas Song when we are still recuperating from Easter? Since this … Continue reading →

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Spring at last?

Posted on April 5, 2018 by clivedav184z
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Notebook

Posted on April 3, 2018 by clivedav184z

Fortunately, given this dearth of administrative documents, we also have chronicles — again, mostly thanks to the diligence of monks. These contemporary histories can help put considerable amounts of flesh on what would otherwise be very bare bones, providing us … Continue reading →

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Waterlogged

Posted on April 2, 2018 by clivedav184z

Cock Marsh, Cookham.

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