Don’t judge a book by its author
I am entombed, like Edgar Allan Poe’s prematurely buried man, listening through headphones to a contemporary Russian fugue for organ…
Novelist’s notebook
In Hatchards for the launch of Andrea Rose’s catalogue raisonné of Leon Kossoff’s oil paintings. It’s bad for the morale…
Offence-taking has ruined comedy
I’m watching television more uncritically than usual but still can’t stomach the format of Live at the Apollo. It features…
Author’s Notebook
From the balcony where I take my daily exercise there is a view of the commercial centre of London that…
