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Bloomin' Eck, My New Book Is Finally Here!
A little about 1983, a brief extract, and me reading another one aloud...
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A little about 1983, a brief extract, and me reading another one aloud...
And The Book That Emerged From Them
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You could ask your publishers to put advisory stickers on your books saying “NOT FOR FUCKWITS” to try to save yourself some hassle but it’s unlikely they’d be cool with it.
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Including the new one
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Two Days With My Dad
The Shopping Malls Of The Past, And Their Art
Writing
gardening
As those who read my recent Guardian column on the subject will know, I like scarecrows, and have been wanting to make my own and finding excuses to put it off for some time now. Yesterday, however, I finally got down to business, with the help of my friend Jo,
countryside
A violent storm raged here in the early hours of yesterday morning and my bedroom window, which I keep open at night in all but the absolute coldest weather, twanged off the catch, crashed against the wall and almost smashed. Outside, in a strange cold blue light, the trees moved