When the wheels started turning again, or something...
Tag: first-person
Diary: March 2021. Uncut
MONDAY 1 Here follows a short pompous essay... When news that the actor Johnny Briggs had died, age 85, I penned a short piece of verse to commemorate his departure and worked it up into a scrapbook illustration. In the process I stumbled on a word thing I have grandly titled the half alliteration. Or … Continue reading Diary: March 2021. Uncut
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Diary: July 2020. Uncut
Includes: Gothic horror, a slip-up with the Nuclear Trigger, and a drunken duck staggering in the City Wednesday 1 July 2020, London At a Headway group Zoom I think I noticed for the first time how deeply professionalised the public engagement function has become. This is largely thanks to Catalan Cristina, who has grown into … Continue reading Diary: July 2020. Uncut
