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Christopher Fowler
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There weren't any. I mean, let's be honest. We'd be better off listing the least worst things, but even their most shining moments were tarnished. Why didn't the good people of London Town drag 'Spaffy' de Pfeffel Johnson out by his fat little ear and shut him in the stocks? Because we need people with conviction, knowledge and morals to stand up and be counted, not sarcasm on on Twitter. So…
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Christopher Fowler
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In Barcelona I had a wonderful Polish friend call Joanna, one of those friendly people you instantly click with. If you think my life is full of incident, you should hear about hers; buses going over cliffs, trapped on sinking boats, caught up in terrorist attacks etc. When I met her she was working for a large, successful property agents. The men running it only seemed to hire tanned, leggy…
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I'm currently reading hard SF writer Paul McAuley's majestic dissection of Terry Gilliam's 'Brazil', written for the BFI. Like most writers, he delivers other pieces outside of his regular novel output . I realised that I'd kept a huge electronic file of old articles, unseen pieces and bits of fiction, many of which have dated but are nevertheless worth a trawl-through, just to remind me of a time…
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Christopher Fowler
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'I'm either taking feminist studies in eighties Hollywood films or unleashing my inner fairy,' I was told by an intelligent, educated young woman deciding on university courses. She seemed (to me at least) to have so little understanding of her own identity that these were being held before her in equal balance as viable alternatives. Mimetic desire became the late 20th century's defining…
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Christopher Fowler
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Hallowe'en Hell We don't do Hallowe'en well in this country. We're just not gung ho enough to embrace all of its American peculiarities, except in the suburbs. Nobody can be arsed to do what apparently every American resident does, ie, build hundred foot-tall orange singing plastic skeletons that breathe fire. Except, of course, we have Guy Fawkes in bonfire societies, which function like scabrous…
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Christopher Fowler
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It never occurred to me that friends could be graded like grapes. My friends are simply people I've come to grow perversely fond of. In England, making friends is tricky because for many class is a factor. I have several rough-edged friends whom my other friends avoid. They can be embarrassing on occasion (the English are permanently on the lookout for new ways in which to be embarrassed) and I…
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Christopher Fowler
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A dinner party last week! A proper old-fashioned, 'Darling, this pavlova is heaven' dinner party for friends from Atlanta, Georgia. These are the Good Americans, kind to a fault, charming, interesting, concerned, politically aware, smart. Only one thing had been overlooked. We'd forgotten to mention to them how ill I am now. As if to prove the point, I provided a spectacular example of How Ill I…
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Christopher Fowler
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In Waitrose at the weekend I bumped into Max Schindler, the awesome artist who creates the Bryant & May covers, like the one on the left. I had always pictured him as young, small, rather shy. He was around 6'6", clad in black, a bit scary-looking, middle-aged, wild eyed and twinkly. We held a mutual admiration society meeting over the courgettes. --- My neighbour queued twelve hours to see the…
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Christopher Fowler
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New evidence shows that human beings were already standing on their own two feet seven million years ago. So it would seem I'm going in the reverse direction, for I'm now barely able to stand up some days. The neurological damage to my lower limbs, my weight-loss and general unwellness suggest that I will have to finally curtail my travelling. (I know, I photograph as my usual picture of health…
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Christopher Fowler
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Our Easyjet flight to Barcelona should have been fully masked, but most Britons simply forgot. After all, Boris de Pfeffel Johnson had failed to mention the pandemic for months. Consequently the Husband caught a bad cold on the flight, then I got it, and our travel plans fell apart. To make up for it, old friends from Madrid and Poland came to visit. The heatwaves persisted and storms failed to…
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