Monthly Archives: April 2011
The royal wedding: “Mork calling Orson, come in Orson…”
This is a holding post – there will be more! I promise. But here is proof that the royal wedding really did take place at least partly in an alternative universe, which merely bore an uncanny resemblance to our own … Continue reading
Filed under clothes, Marie Antoinette, schadenfreude
Trees indoors and books in the wild
Today content returns, along with the Baroque equilibrium. Everything in balance. And you know it’s always better to be on the side of happiness, wherever possible. There is a young couple in question far happier than many of us will … Continue reading
Filed under poetry, the Line on Beauty
Schmalz overload in Westminster: three days to go
Oh, dear, oh dear oh dear. So here’s the deal. I went into town this morning. Like you do. The first I noticed of anything was when I came out of Pret and headed across the road. The road in … Continue reading
Filed under England, the Line on Beauty
Easter past and present: with help from Peter York and the multiverse
Happy Easter to you! I say it though in this house you’d never know it was Easter. For I have raised Hackney kids of the 21st century, and they have no idea why you’d get in a lather about a … Continue reading
Filed under Easter, the end of the worr-uld
A dramatic reading of ‘My Father’s Daughter’, by Gwyneth Paltrow
Via Kottke: “As my friend Adriana said, ‘to explain this would be to spoil it’.” And also via the estimable Lucy Goode on Facebook. She finds these things so the rest of us don’t have to. And yet, and yet, … Continue reading
Filed under bagatelles, Shakespeare
