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The beach in winter
I have come to Sitges, the beach town near Barcelona, yet again – though never quite so far out of season, for Christmas and the New Year. It is too cold, the room is too cold or hot, streets quiet… but I'm glad I'm here: a change is as good, etc. Susan and Rob are…
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Early December
Early December is always strangely dense, a bit one-thing-after-another, though some of those things are subterranean rather than evident out in the world: World AIDS Day is on the first; and I tend to remember, not always on the day but sometimes the next day, that Reid died of AIDS on December 2, 1983; then…
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WAD
Sorry I didn't comment on World AIDS Day, or attach a speech as I have for the past five years. My reasons: it was a very long day – successful but long – and I ended up not using the speech I'd prepared; what I did say wasn't written down. An all-day conference, largely organized…
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Enrage
[It's some months since I showed up at meetings of the University writing group; most of my classes and seminars this semester have ended at 1 p.m., and then of course people have questions, etc.; so crossing the University to be fifteen or twenty minutes late for a meeting that last less than an hour…
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Craic
A lovely one-day-late Thanksgiving: Bennett cooking, Merrie setting everything up; I brought Annie with me; Michelle and her husband came, plus two of our new postgraduates from the US. A gorgeous evening, good food, endless laughter, lots of stories, everyone seemed engaged right up to the hilt – just what a social life should be…
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Bum roll
As I unpack the groceries, delivered to my doorstep, I discover that instead of nine rolls of toilet paper I have received twelve, three of them emblazoned with a yellow stripe as Bargain Extras. And I remember the old woman in San Francisco: when I was living in the ratty, drug-dealer-infested apartment house on Market…
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