As different as chalk and Cheese, as they say – These two priests of My Childhood Cool, hip and trendy Holy oil still wet on you. You wrestled us, boasting Fast Mass, Stale Beer, Faint hint of Unclean. In you strutted, pompous They said, plump in purple Bowed at crucifix Read more…
‘Are you going away with no word of farewell ‘Will there not be a trace left behind? Well I could have loved you better, didn’t mean to be unkind, You know it was the last thing on my mind’ In any experience of closure, of goodbye, of an ending, we Read more…
Recently on a long flight I watched Dr Zhivago. It’s a long film but my goodness how rewarding. Julie Christie, Omar Sharif and all that snow….and what about the music? Not just Lara’s Theme, though his blows me away, but the entire score. I was grateful that my fellow passengers Read more…