Eight-Thirty in Brighton
It could have been have been a scene from a Woody Allen movie. In the Duke of York’s lobby before Midnight in Paris, in its auditorium before the lights went down, and in the lobby afterwards, there were people I knew – some of whom knew one another, and all eager to talk about movies. [...]
Tony Magdi: Fresh Fruits
Every so often something wonderful happens. That might sound a strange thing to write as we approach the anniversary of Tony Magdi’s death three weeks after he was attacked on Portland Road in Hove outside the greengrocer’s shop which he had made so very a part of the neighbourhood – and beyond. His generosity, and [...]
Triumphs – and a Missed Opportunity
To take the number 12 bus to Eastbourne from Brighton – and back – is always a joy. Whatever one’s intentions to read for an hour, they are diverted, most of the way, by the view from a top-deck window. The sea presents limitless mental trajectories, and perhaps all the more so when it is [...]
