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Birthday Cupcakes Never Shared With Kurt Cobain

It is strange to look down at my hands and realise they are now older than Mick Ronson’s ever were? I share a birthday with Kurt Cobain, though I have celebrated twenty-one more than him now. What have I managed … Continue reading

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I coulda been a milliner – Jo Brocklehurst at The House of Illustration

Comedians are rarely sartorially flamboyant, it can deliver too much information before you open your mouth. There are exceptions. The dazzling garb of Julian Clary is part of the show. When I first saw him it was basic rubberware and … Continue reading

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“Pretending to be other people is my game” – on John Hurt

I can’t pinpoint when John Hurt became one of my teenage obsessions. Was it when one the school bullies talked loudly about how he was so moved by The Elephant Man that he burst into tears? Was it when I … Continue reading

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Banana skins, theremins and Poop- Can slapstick save our humanity

I am in a sentimental mood. I shouldn’t be, Jeanette Winterson warns us that sentimentality is a cheap and shallow recourse for those who may be incapable of true emotion. This may be why mafia films are always so keen … Continue reading

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The sentence

You may be worried by the shape and form of this blog post but it will be explained and if it is all too much for you there are safer structures below but I why not give it a go … Continue reading

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And All That Was Left of Civilisation Was a Floppy Disk Orchestra…

A new series of The Infinite Monkey Cage starts next Monday. The Radio Times asked me to write a column on it, and I didn’t read the instructions, so wrote the wrong thing. The column they wanted is in this … Continue reading

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Two Eggs and the walking dead – day two of writing a book

By the end of day one book writing, I had written about 1500 words that at least survived until today without bitter or frustrated deletion. I have a habit of thinking, “just before I move on to the next section, … Continue reading

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