Suffer the soundtrack of the novel #KingOfTheBoredFrontier!
It’s 1997, the year of Tracey Emin’s broken finger, the Royal Academy’s Sensation exhibition, and the self-cannibalising bravado that was Britpop... https://t.co/ioOUeRkTZk
@GC_Rail Hello!! Cancellations from Norwood junction to St Pancras means I’m going to miss my 19:27 train from Kings X to York!! No more GC trains tonite, will LNER let me on one of theirs?
@RailUKForums@GC_Rail@LNER We took the next LNER service and the conductor said that she’d already had a ‘white slip’ from another passenger so was happy to accept our GC tkt. No explanation about what a white slip is so assumed it was a note from someone in authority giving approval to accept GC tkts 🤷🏻♀️
@LNER Hello!! Cancellations from Norwood junction to St Pancras means I’m going to miss my Grand Central 19:27 train from Kings X to York!! No more GC trains tonite, will you let me on one of yours LNER?
5yrs ago I rather boldly suggested "this article feels a lot like the first part of a 10-part series chronicling the 1990s from the perspective of the unimpressed. And then it becomes a book. Then a 3-hour BBC doc by Adam Curtis." https://t.co/05ZoES8vaf Ah, such sweet failure…
#ICYMI The scientists could not believe it. Environmentalists said it was a gift. Governments claimed great victories …
The world had blinked, and all the plastic had gone from the sea.
‘Clean’ @EllipsisZine #Flashfiction https://t.co/eyVFMGB6sk
The scientists could not believe it. Environmentalists said it was a gift. Governments claimed great victories … Celebrations took place everywhere and everyone let out a deep breath.
The world had blinked, and all the plastic had gone from the sea. https://t.co/c3vOY7LCIg
Thoroughly enjoyed #TheGallowsPole by @BenMyers1. Brutal fun. Looking forward to Shane Meadow’s tv version and seeing if the, uh, [SPOILER-ISH] milking scene makes the final cut…
Bravo @KSSilkwood! Novels aren’t just entertainment. They should be challenging. They should ask questions and perhaps not give the answers. A novel can be about anything and yet so many are basically exactly the same… What a waste. What a, largely, timid publishing industry…
The activity of reading The French Lieutenant’s Woman set me up, brilliantly for intellectual stamina for the banal, very badly for the misplaced expectation that novels like that could still have a tiny place in the current bloated publishing landscape. https://t.co/3gd5GEAjTQ