Sunday, 26 July 2015

measurements on here and writing about that which is not your own are nagging somewhat (the wonderful Hannah Giorgis on the audacity of whiteness in writing with contempt and expertise springs up)

- 'white men saving brown women from brown men'


Saturday, 25 July 2015

a bunch of us went on a stag do to Cork earlier this month and since then the chorus of The Boys of the Old Brigade will not leave me.

Where are the lads that stood with me
When history was made?
A ghrá mo chroí, I long to see
The boys of the old brigade.

the bod shouting SINN FEIN out in the middle as a pub all chorused it tickled me, frankly. Us Englishmen had to sing for our supper with You'll Never Walk Alone. i've had quieter pints.

Friday, 24 July 2015

Something a mate said over java in Brixton about a passage describing a woman's eyes and hair or etc. in Laurie Lee recalled twitter user actual mango tree riffing on white writers and literature's constant representation, and another mate reminded me of similar over beers in Hammersmith or St Pancras or such last week. among other things, this reply was caught

Friday, 17 July 2015