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The Peculiar Delight of Anxiety – a night at the theatre

Written on the train home after some Pale Ale and Beckett, I am sure errors abound… Having spent a delightful afternoon with the material scientist Mark Miodownik and making Dr Seuss’s Oobleck out of cornflour, water and colouring, it seemed … Continue reading

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My Week in Oxfam – a serial browser’s diary

Josie Long once commented that an alarm went off in charity shops when I arrived in their town. “Quick Molly, double the price on all the Penguin Modern Classics, he’s back”. Monday Started the day researching the psychological research into … Continue reading

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What I Would Give for a Large Sock with Horse Manure in it – a brilliant night of Beckett, an audience in need of a lozenge

(written while people slept and farted around me on the overnight flight from Toronto. All grammatical errors and logical mistakes in the writing have taken years to perfect) I have never felt so tense while sitting in an auditorium waiting … Continue reading

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