This morning, I overtook a concrete lorry manufactured by a company named Cemen Tech. They really need to work on their branding.
Vol au vent is French for water vole’s anus.
…they meant to say ‘The Better Pitches’!
Paul Keegan writing[£] about the poet/artist David Jones in the latest edition of the London Review of Books: The supposed pedantry or antiquarianism of Jones’s procedures, visual as well as verbal, are deceptive. He relied on anachronism, sly private reference and a conviction that accuracy was allied to distortion, just as the distortions of idiomatic… Continue reading Quiddities & Haecceities
Terry Eagleton writing in the latest edition of The London Review of Books: Kierkegaard is careful to distinguish the perilous adventure of selfhood from whimsical self-fashioning, in which the self, intoxicated by endless possibility, reinvents itself experimentally from moment to moment, shucking off responsibility for the past and surrendering to the aesthetic allure of the… Continue reading Distinguishing the perilous adventure of selfhood
What is an ‘occasional table’ being when it isn’t actually, you know, being a table?
I'll tell you what's mildly irritating: people who say ‘reached out to’ when they mean ‘contacted’.
A conversation with Jen about dwarfs.
I woke up this morning to find one of Carolyn's random text-message queries awaiting me.
Stendhal shows how it's done.