I can’t say I'll miss this stitching project when it is finished
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Drabble: Heaven’s Door Knocker
He was a loner and she guessed Lockdown had been a bad time for them
Diary snapshot: Sex On The Beach
The algorithm feeds you titbits according to your needs
Diary: 17-23 August
Masks litter the streets, the beaches and the seas
Video: The Enchanted Interiors, Guildhall Art Gallery
An exhibition of male depictions of women sitting meekly in their “Guilded Cage”. The Pre-Raphaelite Edward Burne-Jones distinguishes himself as Misogynist-in-Chief with a pompous ramble: "Women ought to be locked up. In some place where we could have access to them but that they couldn't get out from." There were some notable disruptions (mainly from WOMEN artists and … Continue reading Video: The Enchanted Interiors, Guildhall Art Gallery
Video: One Day Last Year
I laid out tables stuffed with my memorabilia and invited guests to eat cake, drink champagne and browse
Artwork Archive: 26 Seconds To Go
The Jonny Wilkinson 'moment' was the last act of a very fast piece of drama
Drabble: New Normal (Not)
They see masks as a green light to do exactly as they did before...
Drabble: Bagman
Do you imagine yourself as a witness in a crime story?
Drabble: Trust me, I’m a search engine
Brian knew the engines were so clever they practically read your mind
Diary snapshot: Thursday
Colombia's civil war
Drabble: Flight 370
They broke the news to the families by sms, which was heartless
Drabble: The Longest Lunch
'When half of his sandwich hit the shale slab she wanted to laugh'
Short Story: Terry Wogan Stole My Birthday
‘I’d just reached a benchmark age, a moment never to be repeated. Double figures’
Diary: 11-16 August
Will the virus dictate how our immediate world is modelled in the future?
Drabble: Face Down In The Pond
A dirty laugh echoed in the "cauldron of death"
Drabble: A Day Out In Broadstairs
She said it was Midsomer-sur-Mer
Drabble: A Book And A Bad Name
He scoured the other pages. Why did he nick her precious word book?
Art: Sam Jevon, In Colour And In Black and White
Every week I get transported back to 1977. It happens briefly but powerfully, via email...


















