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KQ

About Me

Writer. Theatre critic. Musician of a certain type, I suppose. Comedian in a way too. Lover. Creator. Destroyer. Lover.

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Writer. Theatre critic. Musician of a certain type, I suppose. Comedian in a way too. Lover. Creator. Destroyer. Lover.

My Blog

Supernanny

Today, my friend and self-styled writing partner Robin French and I were enjoying lunch in Arbutus, my regular Soho eaterie, when Robin was called by two people in quick succession. This is no ra...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Sep 2006 20:03:00 GMT

A Curate's Egg

This is a phrase that comes up a bit, and also a phrase which I only partly know the meaning of. It means that something is both good and bad, doesn't it? Yes, but it's subtler than that. See below. A...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Jun 2006 09:41:00 GMT

Truth, please. Some. Truth. Please.

I don't get angry at the really nasty things in life. Stick a newspaper in front of me and I will happily flick through pages of famine, war and oppression with scarcely a thought. This article in Th...
Posted by on Mon, 22 May 2006 13:45:00 GMT

Being a student

Some of you may know that on top of my normal working life, this year I have been an on-off student, in the hope of adding a few more letters to my name. Coming back to the student thing has been fun....
Posted by on Sat, 29 Apr 2006 11:08:00 GMT

Blackout

Yesterday we had a power cut in Holloway, no fleeting one either. From 1pm to, by my reckoning, 3.30am there was no electricity. My flatmate, Ed Weeks, was hosting a dinner party, and the whole Anglo...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Apr 2006 04:58:00 GMT

Can Openers

OK, so a few years back a genuinely bright spark came up with the idea that using can openers is a waste of time for the kitchen chef, and began putting ring pulls on cans to increase ease of use. In ...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Apr 2006 04:43:00 GMT

The Star shop at the top of my road

The Star mini-market at the end of my road is open from six in the morning until at least midnight. Two men run the shop between them. They don't stop for holidays, and they close no earlier on weeken...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Apr 2006 12:57:00 GMT

Topic

There is a delightful irony at the end of this blog entry. I have stopped for a break. Dinner is not too far away, but I missed lunch and so I have allowed myself two chocolate bars. One was the ...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Mar 2006 09:19:00 GMT