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I heard today that DeAgostini have offered to publish Something of the Night in Italy, and that the excellent Claudio Silipigni is once again to be my ‘translator’, just as he was for ‘The Longest Crawl’. I couldn’t be more pleased. It says ‘translator’ in the book, but, as I can’t speak a word of Italian, Claudio is really my co-author. I really enjoyed . . . → Read More: Qualcosa della notte… (according to Babel Fish, anyway)  On Wednesday evening I did a talk with Richard Beard under the auspices of the National Academy of Writing at Pembroke College, Cambridge, England, Yurp. The college were kind enough to invite my wife too. To say the college made a fuss of us would be an understatement. They could not have been lovelier. The Senior Tutor Mark Wormald took time out from an . . . → Read More: Marchant, Pembroke… (well, SDUC Lampeter, the Poly of Wales, Lancaster and Birmingham City University, really) I’m in the middle of making a short series for Radio Four with producer Mary Ward-Lowery about a series of journeys we’re taking along the line drawn by Prof. Danny Dorling of Sheffield University which divides the north from the south. We have met some wonderful people, including the sagacious Sir Michael Darrington, esrtwhile boss of Greggs, the orchidaceous psycho-geographer Tina Richardson in Leeds, . . . → Read More: Spitfires on the Line. The new book is out. I’ve always done an introduction to the books, and posted them on this site; this is a first pass, really. I got the idea for a book about the night in 2008, and envisaged taking a similar approach to the one I took in Parallel Lines and The Longest Crawl. This is to say, I’d travel and I’d do . . . → Read More: Something of the Night. Once again. I’ve been looking at the search terms whereby people find this site. Luckily, the most popular search term is Ian Marchant, and the various permutations thereof. But what fascinates me is the other stuff people come looking for. People visit this site looking for things like information on where to find the pub sign painted by Dora Carrington, Chesterton’s road poems, and . . . → Read More: Puch Maxi Moped, tit rub (or tit-rub), triple cooked chips. |
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