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Save the Gerund and Screw the Whale

To the Old Vic with MZFC. I was here last summer with Dad, our last theatre outing together. The last of too many to count. It was The Cherry Orchard.  (Mme. Ranevskaya: How old you’ve grown, Fiers! Fiers: I’ve been alive a long time). Tonight it was The Real Thing. I knew it was a [...]

Eat the Pasta

So many memories of Dad, in the form of people and places. More living than writing this week. Walking around London on a mild, sunny afternoon, the urge to call him is a physical ache. I almost reach for my phone and a little electric shock of realisation stops me. He never lived here and [...]