I recently found a reasonably priced copy of a very interesting book This is the first volume of Jane Gaugain’s Lady’s Assistant, in the 1842 edition. I have been intrigued by Gaugain for a while. I read about her a few years ago in Richard Rutt’s History of Handknitting as well as, more recently, in Jane

Some time today three part-worn car tyres on grubby black steel rims took up residence on the gravel beneath Hugo’s railings. They do not look to me like Mercedes wheels, and I therefore assume they are not for the Alligator. I suspect it may be a long time before Hugo discovers their true purpose. I rang

So here are the pics of the leading ladies from the Edge of Love premier, both Sienna and Keira looking lovely as per usual! The more I look at these two outfits the more I love them, I’m not too sure why… they are both essentially fairly simple but I think that with Sienna working the

This is truly getting more and more pathetic by the day. The only thing that annoys me more is that the same people calling this ridiculous had/have no problem doing the same thing to smokers. The hypocrisy of those people is disgusting. At least the Health Nazis are being consistent in their quests, for

I’m a wee bit ambivalent about capital punishment. I’ve got no problem with a householder using lethal force against a violent intruder. And, like in Texas (I believe), the said householder should be regarded as a hero. Furthermore, I’d suggest a suitable reward like not being liable for Council Tax for ten years.But I’m not

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I’m watching the Shirley Clarke early works programme here at Edinburgh Film Festival. The first film is shown without sound. Halfway through a woman on the end of my aisle says to her husband, “I fell asleep.” “”What?” he asks. “I fell asleep.” “I can’t hear you.” Now, mind you, this is happening in a tiny cinema in front of

Busy day — DIARY OF A CHAMBERMAID (Bunuel version), Errol Morris interview, Shane Meadows interview, a couple little parties, and THE COMPLETE HISTORY OF MY SEXUAL FAILURES (note: this is a film). TOO busy — no time or strength left to write about it. Will try to tackle the highlights later. For now, my favourite story

“It’s Losey’s film maudit,” explained David Wingrove to a skeptic after the film fest screening of EVE (1962). “It’ll have to get in line!” I said. If I’d set it within an hour of David’s statement this might have qualified as repartee. Anyhow, I do think the film is probably more highly regarded than BOOM and