MICROPOST Thrust: A Spasmodic Pictorial History of the Codpiece in Art by Michael Glover
the book’s basically a listicle – remember those???
the book’s basically a listicle – remember those???
1967 and old men are walking in winter
an excellent novel (& a guest cat in the pic!!!)
i read another book i probably wouldn’t read if i had self-respect
consistently reading more than i can blog (or do anything else)
big post on privilege, re-wilding, ageing; a phenomenal read
very little on the book, lots of rage at the slow quietening of June’s global protest movement
reading the best of books in the worst of times
further disintegration as i read a play that hasn’t aged well
bye bye marcel, marcel bye bye
BOOK LAUNCH TONIGHT NOVEMBER 14TH 2018
it’s my 30th birthday
a dark, engaging, affecting read
very booker prize winnery booker prize winner
bienvenido a la triumphofthenow.com poetry season 2018
great essay collection… from america
Off the booze (again), I enjoy a book but despair of life.
an accurate depiction of the lust and boredom that threatens to overwhelm all of us who aren’t pious, delusional, fuckheads
A charming, quirky, book tainted by middle aged white male bullshit.
Hip-Scott, flailing, live in Marseille.
All Men Must Die, innit?
Mr Hip-Scott himself is back on the HuffPo
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