Summary: photographs echoing the art of MC Escher














Summary: photographs echoing the art of MC Escher














Summary: the extraordinary nature of ordinary lives
Sam Thompson’s first novel, Nights in Armour, a fine account of the lives of peelers during the Troubles, had something of the seminal 1980s cop show Hill Street Blues about it. The Birthday Boys brings to mind a rather different television series, thirtysomething … though the Birthday Boys of the title are now closer to sixty than thirty.
Marine Boy, Fred, Carp and Dougie were friends at school in Belfast and have kept in touch over the decades, making a point of meeting for birthdays. Their lives have meanwhile diverged, sometimes wildly. Through them Thompson explores everything from marriage and bringing up teenagers to homophobia to war. The opening chapter’s visceral account of combat on Las Malvinas during the 1982 Falklands War put me in mind of some of Norman Mailer’s descriptions of battle in The Naked and the Dead.

Inevitably, lives spanning nearly sixty years accumulate their share of tragedy. But even at its bleakest, The Birthday Boys holds to a hopeful idea: that apparently ordinary people can rise to moments of heroism, and even the most despairing life can be redeemed.
Summary – an evolving list, because sometimes there are not enough words
Summary: a photographic essay on the heat of the day.







Summary: things I’ve learned doing Mastermind.
In the decade or so since I won Mastermind, not one soul entering the quiz has ever asked me for a word of advice on how to do well on it … even feckers I know.

And I have opinions! They may not be plentiful but, in case of use for anyone, here they are.
PS, from the legend that is Mr Dave McBryan:
4a Even if you know you aren’t going to know the answer to something, a speedy wrong answer is usually a better tactic than a pass.
And one more to add:
Listen. Focus for the entire question. It’s all too easy to zone out at the beginning because you’re still thinking about the previous q, or to to miss something crucial late on because you stopped paying attention once you thought you had the answer. Any thoughts about other qs or how well/badly you’re doing are distractions to be avoided – in the moment, nothing matters except the current q.
Summary: Alvor, Portugal



On turning 60, I thought I should take stock to ponder if have spent my years usefully.
So what have I actually achieved?

I think, on reflection, I have not led a life of quiet desperation. But that doesn’t mean it’s been without crushing disappointments.
Still, once more onto the breach, once more.
Summary: images of Bologna, Modena and Florence






Summary: photographs inspired by the art of Mark Rothko




Bologna pavement, Emilia-Romagna







Summary: on a theme of blue






