Nigeness

Odd, isn't it, how much of the most beautiful music being written in our time is overtly religious. This wasn't supposed to happen; ...

R.S. Thomas, curmudgeon extraordinaire and one of our finest poets, would have been 105 today. His birthday is one that's always worth m...

On this day 55 years ago, Philip Larkin signed off on one of his relatively long poems, Dockery and Son . It is not, to put it mildly, one o...

Today is Housman-Frost day, the date on which both A.E. Housman (1859) and Robert Frost (1874) were born – two poets very different in their...

Yesterday I was walking on and below the South Downs with my walking friends – a rather gruelling circuit beginning and ending high up on ...

By way of light relief after the rigours of Molloy , I've been reading Roger Lewis's hugely enjoyable biography of Carry On regul...

Sutton, the unlovely town a couple of miles from the demiparadise I call home, is blessed with many tall buildings and a thriving population...