Master builder of dreams

Today was not really the day I wanted to see almost three hours of Ibsen. The children had been a bit fussy all day; nothing unusual, just crying at inopportune moments, the older one getting upset about me going out, the little one wanting more of my milk in the middle of M&S, and then... Continue Reading →

A lazy rundown of 2011

It's Christmas Day, and I have eaten too much. I should really be reading the book my sister gave me, but I can't quite get past the preface of Frank Dikötter's "Mao's Great Famine". I'm a bit too full (ooh the irony) for such a stunningly well researched and well-written account of the tragedy of ideology.... Continue Reading →

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