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Listerature and pillow fights. With lobsters

A few years ago we went out for the evening to the Supper Club in London. This place, which features a louche cabaret for diners who recline on beds while they eat, started as an illegal underground dive in Amsterdam

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Really? Where do you stand on artificial implants? My conventional argument

I shouldn’t be writing this. There are many reasons why I shouldn’t be writing this. But among them are the pressing matter of my assignment (due today) and my shockingly under-read brain. But I can’t bear not to. Because the

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Come back god, all is forgiven – in the third person

The first time I understood that it  is all up to me – life, etc – was the first full day of my first child’s life. On the seventh floor of the hospital I watched her sleeping and fumbled with

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Flushing out the truth about telling stories with WG Sebald

Once upon a time many years ago I feared I had a stalker. I was working as a reporter then and would usually get home late and full of white wine. On arrival I would jab at my answer-machine to

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You can’t panfry mackerel from frozen: cooking with Henry James

I am, if I say so myself, known for my cooking. Just not in a good way A few years back a friend begged me to enter the pudding competition at the village summer fete in aid of the church

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DO throw the baby out with the bathwater, or at least ALL his clothes

Once upon a time I threw Standpipe’s clothes out of the window. It was Friday night, we had one child and we were having friends round. I didn’t need help cooking but in my mind I had pencilled him in

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The self-cleaning loo and the origins of creativity

When we had just one baby, more than a decade ago, a book was published saying – again – that despite the gains of feminism, women were still doing far more cooking and cleaning at home than men. I heard

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Dull and lifeless? How some Dutch verbal can help

We were on holiday and having a drink before supper in a hotel. My friend Amphora and I were discussing our hair. ‘I should have washed mine,’ I said. ‘Stop worrying,’ said Amphora, just as her partner Schmutter joined us.

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