The Tumbrel Diaries

The other day a thoughtful senior colleague gave me this photograph. I fancy it was presented to him in turn by a person who spotted the sig...

When writing verse I’m not a heavy hitter, Yet lately my adventures in haiku Without acknowledgement turned up on Twitter, And now I ...

Their labors rarely earn a lot of money Except for publishers, and lazy hacks. Some editors reject fine works and funny, When profits p...

If in New Haven, Conn., you live on the corner of two streets, one of which is technically a state route and the other a city street, as I...

My house is clearly Eine feste Burg , thank God. Shame about the fence. These days anything At all that approaches Wall Street get...

According to the World Meteorological Organization, the United Nations agency responsible for studying the state and behavior of the Eart...

Pine needles rustling, Harbingers of fall, but no: The tree squashed my car. No power, no gas. Water’s off. With my flashli...

Today I noticed in an irritatingly large handful of small change a penny that is clearly dated 1929. This means it is real bronze (95% cop...

Curious, isn’t it, how little threads join wildly different moments? A few weeks ago I was in the dining car of the Blue Train, somewhere no...

In London over the weekend I picked up a copy of Excellent Women by Barbara Pym (1952), and devoured it. Notwithstanding Alexander McCal...