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Spitfires on the Line.

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, the . . . → Read More: Spitfires on the Line.

Puch Maxi Moped, tit rub (or tit-rub), triple cooked chips.

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 for . . . → Read More: Puch Maxi Moped, tit rub (or tit-rub), triple cooked chips.

Good weekend so far, touch wood.

We drove to Cambridge yesterday to pick up some stuff, and on the way I bought the Radio Times and i, both of which had favouable things to say about the psycho-geography show on Radio Three.

When we got home,there was a parcel waiting, with my first copy of ‘Something of the Night’ inside. Stayed up till much too late, while I read bits to . . . → Read More: Good weekend so far, touch wood.