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Posted on 4th February, 2023

You mever know what a doorbell might yield. In the space of a few of these, I found tlak ranging from housing associations to rubbish bins, but I also managed to riff something on the subject of eyebrows without raising my in surprise at this (so far as I know).

Another Day

Posted on 3rd February, 2023

Some writing - 650 words in an hour -, a perusal of the poetry of Aimé Césaire, whose apocalyptic view of a town is at some odds with Hove where I later talked at its fabled Tandoori opposite the Library before a late-night viewing of Paris, 13th District which began promisingly but sloughed into monotony (as distinct from stillness), and so it was a relief to turn to the quarter-hour of Lotte Reininger's 1922 take on Cinderella: a sequence of silhouettes akin to stop-go motion with a shocking view of the Ugly Sisters' attempt to make the slipper fit them upon.

Stepping into Stockings

Posted on 29th January, 2023

Yesterday morning, I found Paul McCartney's "Another Day" going through my mind - a good song which emerged during the Get Back sessions (as did many of the group's solo numbers), and the somg made me reflect upon the prodouctivity which can result from routine while needing each day to be different: as well as reading and writing, the later afternoon saw me at an organ concert at All Saints' in Hove, where many pieces new to me were rounded off by a version of the ever-familiar Crown Imperial; and then on to the New Venture Theatre for a production of Farragut North, also new to me, even if the subject had something of The West Wing about it; and back to a disc of the 1968 film of Up the Junction: not a match for the television original take of Nell Dunn's linked stories but with many a diverting incidental.


All of which took life into the early hours, which has made for a slow start to Sunday: time to catch up, at the desk, unloading a brain of ideas which occurred along the way.

The Pull of the Sea

Posted on 26th January, 2023

To walk from door to door in Hove is always an interesting and edifying experience. People have a passion for the town in which they have chosen to live. Several times, I have been told about their previously living inland and being acutely aware that the sea is far away. I mentioned that I always sense that when visiting the Midlands. Lawrence had relished the countryside around him as a child - but for much of his life and travels he enjoyed being by the sea (even if wartime Cornwall was far from peaceful).

An Idea

Posted on 23rd January, 2023

As I may have mentioned, there is no better source of names than the Electoral Roll, it outDickens Dickens. How did somebody have the surname Anonymous? Meanwhile, a new first name on me is Devon. a close relation to Somerset?

A Blog by the Manager of the Sussex

Posted on 14th January, 2023

On the coast road in Hove there is a pub, formerly a hotel, called the Sussex which some eighteen months ago gained a new manager Mike Glover who is energy incarnate - even with the recent advent of face cancer which he chronicles most days - link below - and this coming Monday (16th) he begins the courses of chemo- and radiotherapy.


All the very best for him.


Do read what he chronicles so well.

A Trip to Hawaii

Posted on 11th January, 2023

I have been catching up with series one of The White Lotus. Why does one say "catching up" when there should be no compulson to watch - or read - something as soon as possible? At any rate, it is very watchable, idly intelligent.

Billy Wilder

Posted on 4th January, 2023

An enjoyable evening of watching again Billy Wilder's The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes. Robert Stephens was one of the best in the role, and how one longs for the re-discovery of more than hour which was cut by the studio in 1969. It had no eye on the future even if it feared that three hours would go the way of other epics at that time.

Katherine Hepburn

Posted on 30th December, 2022

A surprise to see her second film Christopher Strong (1933), made before Hollywood had to abide by the Code: she plays an aviatrix who falls for her best friend's father in what purports to be England. And, what's more, with opening scenes redolent of the motorised treasure hunts which were a part of an evening's entertainment for the Bright Young Things of Waugh's novel at that time.


If not a film whose relatively brief running time does not alow it to cohere as well as it might, this is more than diverting.


Posted on 28th December, 2022

There are many theories, and even books, about this. The other day, I received a card from a Hove resident who enclosed a little bag of lavender from her garden, designed to go inside a pillow. It has brought good sleep, and should last a long time. Simple pleasures.