‘Take an hour and change the fate of the world,’ sang Tock

When I was a child I loved a book called The Phantom Tollbooth, about a boy named Milo who travelled in his toy car to the Kingdom of Wisdom. Once there, he picked up a faithful companion called Tick-Tock (Tock to his friends): Tock was a watchdog, in a rather literal sense. He had a … More ‘Take an hour and change the fate of the world,’ sang Tock

When the Beating of Your Heart Echoes the Beating of the Drum

Most journalists and commentators digest and regurgitate each other. We know this, but we read them because we don’t have much choice, and it’s not at all easy to break free of the apparently authoritative recycling of constantly repurposed opinion. Much, perhaps most, of what has been written about the Arab Spring in general, and … More When the Beating of Your Heart Echoes the Beating of the Drum

Rock the Chellah

A line or two to note the excellent Chellah Jazz Festival which finishes tonight. The EC Delegation has owned it for many years, and has run it alone for the last two – and the results are very good. I’m not really a jazz enthusiast, and only attended one night, the second, having been obliged … More Rock the Chellah