Lunsford – A Novel About Hope WIP #1 I’ve been working on this novel. It’s about hope. It’s about a small county city called Crosschester, and a village called Shalford. It’s about a man called Martin Lunsford. It’s set in the late 1970s, with a man in grief, and the gestation of mundane far-right politics. […]
This is an article about working with a team of good and decent people in a professional kitchen as the Potwash. It’s also about spurious advice and hope for the future. I will also be calling out Boris Johnson as a manipulative hack, so skip to the end for that. It is a follow-up […]
As my new and very part-time job, I’m going to be doing Pot Wash in one of my favourite restaurants starting tonight. A hot and humid night in July, with me overweight and shorn of all confidence and 55 years old. The lowest form of life in the professional kitchen, in one of my favourite […]
I woke up yesterday morning, as I do most September mornings, thinking about my daughter Zuzu’s birthday which is this month on the 23rd in fact. This year it’s her 19th. 19 years old! Where does time go? So, I got up, took out the photos of her that I keep in my wallet, and looked at them, thinking again, “19 years old, crikey.” Then I saw the pictures of the dead toddler on the beach in Bodrum.