Here’s the second batch of photos from this year’s St Ives Arts Festival. I’ll add the rest in another batch in a couple of days. St Ives Porthmeor Beach and the Island from the Tate Charles Shaar Murray and Buffalo Bill Smith’s gig at the Kiddleywink (Kettle & Wink Bar) at the Western Hotel, Sunday […]
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Will Self bleats in last night’s Evening Standard about the closure of his favourite restaurant, China China, now disappeared from Gerrard Street in London’s Chinatown. Actually Will, it hasn’t closed, it’s just that, ever since your disgraceful lapse from your customary wit, compassion and good sense in the Evening Standard when you described the Chinese
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So another St Ives Arts Festival draws to a close. And what a festival it was, taking place over the two weeks between Saturdays 6th – 20th September. As with the Edinburgh Festival, there’s a plethora of events around the official one, and it’s here that I like to hang out. I got to play
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There have been two deaths in my life this year. Both Ken Campbell, my former boyfriend, and Sean Blanchard, who I met through Charles Shaar Murray, were found (separately, in Islington and Essex) on Sunday 31st August. Sean was an avowed leftist of anarchist stripe, formidable in his block’s tenants association, a rich assortment of
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Sarah Cheung’s article on the UK media treatment of the Beijing Olympics including interview material with Anna Chen. And check out Brendan O’Neill’s Spiked! article concerning the Free Tibet movement’s slitty-eyed racism against the Chinese. Madam Miaow says … visit Anna Chen’s website here: Home Anna’s food blog here: http://annacheneats.blogspot.com/
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Photo: Ken Campbell and Anna Chen Saddest news that my ex boyfriend, actor, playwright and theatre director Ken Campbell, died on Sunday age 66. A wild-eyed, corncrake-voiced genius of the British theatre, he drew me into his orbit after we met through my screenwriting mentor Robert McKee. Romance was sealed over long walks along the
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