I recently re-watched “Prometheus“, the movie. It was a “non-prequel” to the hit “Alien” movie franchise. Like many, (humourously here with adult language) I was left with more questions than answers. Sadly, some of those questions appear to concern plot-holes, or at least plot-weaknesses. However, Continue reading →
I kept reading about them in the blogosphere. Everyone recommends them: Writers’ Groups!
So how do you find one? Especially if you live in the small, non-English-speaking country of Luxembourg. So I filed it away as yet more writerly advice I couldn’t take, like nationwide bookshop signings, getting into libraries… Perhaps I could find a critique group online, someday… I really had to get searching… When I had time…
It was a time for looking forward and a time for looking back.
I was delighted that my youngest daughter has taken up her place in the UK, where her two sisters already study and work. But it leaves the house rather empty as the seasons begin to turn from glorious summer to a grey-skied and chilly early autumn. Continue reading →
The longest day of 2015 is already history to my dear readers in the Northern Hemisphere (21st June 2015 at 16:38 GMT, in case you missed it). Summer is starting to ebb away as the days grow shorter. Start buying your winter clothes. (Except in the Southern Hemisphere, where the days are growing longer – because the Earth is tilted and it goes around the sun. I’ll come back to that, below.) Continue reading →
A newly-qualified doctor from a highly privileged background sets up a practice in a poor area. An elderly, working-class female patient arrives and explains she has “problems with my…”. Embarrassment overcomes her and she leans forward. “Down there,” she whispers. He begins examining her feet. Continue reading →
I’ve not posted for a while. Today I’m catching-up with a miscellany of stuff, good and bad.
I spent a week in the UK visiting my mother and returned depressed at the toll late-stage Alzheimer’s is having on that wonderful woman. Then I heard that my 11 year old nephew had succumbed to cancer. Continue reading →
In London, the Dulwich Picture Gallery (est. 1817) is running a competition. It claims to be displaying 269 genuine paintings by such Masters as Rembrandt, Rubens, Poussin… It is also displaying one known fake painting, commissioned by the Gallery itself. The game is to spot which is the fake. One has to assume that the other 269 are actually genuine. But who can tell? Does it matter? And to whom? Continue reading →
NASA invested millions of dollars developing a ball-point pen that would work in micro-gravity. The ink flows only if there is sufficient gravity pulling it towards the tip. To test this, try writing on your ceiling and see how many pages of “War and Peace” you manage. The Russians solved this by issuing cheap, plain old pencils. High-tech tax-money-waste and over-engineering versus budget practicality.