How sad we are to hear of the sudden death of John Clarke. It seems impossible that this brilliant scallywag, someone who found life endlessly interesting and entertaining, just isn’t with us any more. It’s as if you woke up to hear there won’t be any more weather. There’s no public figure in Australia, none, who could be more of a loss to us. He is irreplaceable.
Gert was delighted to see that Nan Shepherd is on the new Scottish £5 note.
Aspiring writers, are you bemused, befuddled, begloomed by all the conflicting advice given by the pros? Take John Barth’s advice instead:
Aspiring writers longing for a national book tour should read this hilarious account by Cynthia Ozick in the New York Times:
On Saturday it will be 400 years since since the death of Shakespeare. Here’s one of our favourite sonnets: