My grandfather was a magazine publisher; mostly he seems to have published a magazine in India in the 1920s called, simply, Business. There was another one called Indian Ink. These letters are from and to George Bernard Shaw. The first letter is missing. My grandfather presumably requested that he contribute some articles to the magazine. GBS [...]
Today I went with my dad and my brother to my grandmother’s cottage to pick over what was left and identify any things I might like to take for myself. My grandmother is not dead, but she has reached an age (99) where living on your own in a 400-year-old stone cottage in the middle of [...]
I don’t much enjoy visiting my family at Christmas. Nothing to do with them; I’m happy to visit at other times, when we can sit outside in the lovely garden, or go out and about and gossip over scones at some seaside cafe. But at Christmas everything grinds to a halt and often, as is the [...]
Happy Christmas, Everyone!
My Christmas Movie, in which I liberate [...]
I have been following this blog for some time now and it is one of the few I try never to miss. Told with gut-wrenching honesty, Lucky Jimm’s story is at times pathetic, but almost invariably sheds some light on the situations that dog us all as human beings. I cannot recommend this blog enough.
As an [...]