Who Killed Mrs. Crew (1)

(1) I can’t swim. I have almost drowned three times. Well. I suppose I should tell the truth. I have almost drowned once. On a beach, in Cornwall. I got stuck under a body board. In the story I tell to people when I first meet them, it was a surf board. It wasn’t a…

Floor Eleven

  Relinquish your self to the shelves in the shipping, shopping squat and watch out for the falling planes and flying cats from floor eleven; they come down hard and fast around breakfast time.

The Trump Effect

Earlier in the year I had a spasm of affection for Bernie Sanders. I almost called random Americans in the U.S to tell them how great he was. There was a story circulating that a fourteen year old boy was calling a hundred people a day. Phone banking. Harnessing of a generation of young people,…