Didn’t go out last night. Didn’t take part in any public celebrations or attend any display of fireworks. We just sat beside the fire, chatting and drinking glasses of Hennessy mixed with Baileys. And then to bed. The great thing about going to bed early on New Year’s Eve is that one gets up on New Year’s Day relatively un-hungover and filled with energy, ready to start the year on the right foot.
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With all this talk of the NSA and its activities, espionage has stormed back onto the front pages. Perfect time to publish a spy novel set in China, the USA and Germany, one should think, and cometh the hour, cometh the man in the form of Olen Steinhauer. That surname suggests another Nordic star but [...]
Bloomsday in the track of the sun
“Somewhere in the east: early morning: set off at dawn. Travel round in front of the sun, steal a day’s march on him. Keep it up for ever never grow a day older technically.” So muses Leopold Bloom early in Ulysses. Interestingly, one of the books that James Joyce places on Bloom’s bookshelf in his [...]
The debatable promise of The New Digital Age
Spent part of the weekend reading part of The New Digital Age by Eric Schmidt and Jared Cohen. The book exudes positivity and Richard Waters noted in the Financial Times that “it lays out a mainly optimistic case for why the world’s tyrants should tremble in the face of universal internet access.” In their Introduction, [...]
This page is dedicated to the rainy references in poetry, film, painting, music and song that have inspired Rainy Day. “Everything that we inherit, the rain, the skies, the speech, ... Read More