Oxford: In search of my literary heroes

They say you should never meet your heroes… which is unlikely to happen if your heroes are mostly dead, as mine are. It hasn’t stopped me trying, though. By sheer coincidence, I pass each day on my way to work a run-down house adorned with a blue plaque signifying that Mary Wollstonecraft – probably the hero I admire most of all my dead heroes — once lived there. Obviously Southwark today is far different to Wollstonecraft’s Southwark, but it feels special to me that this woman’s history is entwined with my life, even if it’s in a small, insignificant kind…

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How to eat in Belgium: Bruges edition

Those of you kind enough to read and be complimentary about last week’s post on Bruges were all too sweet to mention the gaping hole in my list of recommendations. There was nothing, NOTHING about where to go to eat. And I did that on purpose, because food is special and sacred and deserves a little post all of its own. If you’re in Bruges and you’re not full all of the time, you’re doing it wrong quite frankly (incidentally, that applies to the rest of Belgium too). If at any point you feel even the vaguest inkling of a…

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