The two-forty-five express — Paddington to Market Blandings, first stop Oxford—stood at its piatform with that air of well-bred reserve…
"We were young and we were keen; Europe was in flames, and we were ready for whatever came." “I used…
Thanks to the #1970 Club, I've spent the spare moments of the past week immersed in The Female Eunuch and…
Thanks to the #1970 Club, I have a new mog in my life and a new literary best friend in…
The #1970 Club is starting tomorrow (October 14th) and I'm prepared with some reading and re-reading. 1970 offers a rich…
We've been lucky with the weather in NYC this September. Many bright, warm days The aftermath of the powerful hurricane…
In Meaning Loss, Sanje Ratnavale has written a practical and timely contribution to an important debate that all schools should…
Half a century ago I received an anonymous telephone call from a woman who said she had found my name…
As always, one thing leads to another. This time it's the post from Gert Loveday's Fun With Books that highlights…
One thing leads to another. How do you get from the Daily Poem in the Paris Review to a re-read…