Update: March 27th, 2020 Grace to the housebound. Like everybody, we've had to postpone what we were bound for in the spring. We've disappointment, and we've tea leaf reading to do in our spare time. Respectful of the various governments' best efforts to manage what they can, we bow to the general wisdom about staying indoors...

Let’s say you’re in lock down, because you were ‘exposed’. Or maybe it's because your boredom has succumbed to your concern for the common good. So, whaddya mean, “Let’s say you’re in lock down”? No, no. You’re in lock down. You’re looking out the window, at the sight of nothing new. No? Then that’s the...

I've been asked hundreds of times to sign personal copies of Come of Age, and I'm glad to do it. More than glad. I see to it that each inscription is very close to prayer, outright. Not always a prayer for something, mind you. Rarely that. Just as often it is a prayer to...

I have lived long enough ... No. You don't want to leave a sentence like that, sitting all by itself, without a back end. Unless you really mean that you have indeed - as of that moment - lived long enough (and writing it down in an email seems a lurid anti-climax to the allotment),...

There are days that come - and surely they have found you - when assuredness about the aim and the reasons for your life is the first casualty of the giddy good fortune of awakening again and heaving to uprightness and bringing anything in particular to mind. You are suddenly awash in wonder at...