Review of David Thewlis's The Late Hector Kipling here, marred somewhat by the handiwork of the Star's typo goblins. (It's bad enough when it's my own mistakes that haven't been caught, but when the goblins are inserting them...)
And an interview with my own prickish self here. Call me Pricky Pricker McPrick.
Coming soon, and hopefuly goblin-free: reviews of Alberto Manguel's The City of Words (this year's Massey Lecture) and Oliver Sacks' Musicophilia.
Monday, October 15, 2007
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Now, I'm not sure but I think I just might have detected something of an agenda in those questions. Maybe.
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