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‘She’s leaving home…’
It seemed like a good idea at the time. Archaeoman away for some weeks and the muse’s voice inaudible. The frenzy wasn’t quite as bad as usual in the run-up to his departure, more of a prolonged shower than an … Continue reading
Taking morphine with Martin Amis
It’s been a rough couple of weeks. And why, I ask myself, did I knowingly introduce Martin Amis into the nightmare? I can only blame it on the drugs. Martin Amis, in case he hasn’t crossed international boundaries of name … Continue reading