Monthly Archives: August 2011

Highbrow high brows

Having trouble getting back into the groove after the bank holiday? So are we, yes, so are we. But here is a little diversionary parlour game based on a talk Simon Baron-Cohen gave at the Edinburgh Bookfest (sponsored by both … Continue reading

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Dispiriting discrepancies

The DLR, having forgotten more passwords than a sieve loses water, is grateful for any security questions that do not require us to remember whether we used the name of our second cat/first school/last street name to ward off marauding … Continue reading

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Ask Amelia: Must one return missed calls?

Dear Amelia,

 Is it true that if someone gives you a missed call, you don’t have to ring them back? I operate on the policy that I’m only expected to return a call if someone has left a message, because … Continue reading

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Ethics for the modern age

Is there, or should there be, an ethics of making public — of tweeting, Facebooking, pulling a fact from the seen-with-one’s-own-eye to the iterative terrain of the internet? The British Library, from whence this despatch is issued, has seen a … Continue reading

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All brawn, no brains

Time was, restaurant-naming was an easy task. You could either go aspirationally foreign (Le Manoir aux Quat’ Saisons, for instance), trendily offbeat (Maze, Sketch), pleasingly English (St John’s) or egotistically celebrity (Gordon Ramsay’s The Savoy, Hix). What we don’t understand … Continue reading

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Restless youth

No, this isn’t another post about the riots. If you’re anything like us, you’ve read quite enough words over the past week debating whether the solution is either to give everyone under the age of 18 on the Pembury estate … Continue reading

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Communicaddiction

What is all this outpouring of communication? Reading the (heartwarming, inspiring, grassroots-good) notes on the Peckham Post-It wall you really feel like no one ever had a chance to say anything to anyone before. Does anyone remember the Warhol quote … Continue reading

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After the ruckus

And so, like an expensive pop-up restaurant from a country you’ve never heard of, the riots have disappeared from Hackney as quickly as they came. What’s left in their place is a sense of bewilderment, community and thousands of words … Continue reading

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Hurrah to the good people of Hackney

Hurrah to the good people of Hackney (and elsewhere in the city), who turned out in droves on the streets of the neighbourhood, indignation in their eyes, anger in their hearts, armed to the teeth with brooms and bin bags. … Continue reading

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“I wanted to see us do this to the fucking Feds for years.”

As we sit here in Dalston at 23:30, the sirens fading, the scene directly outside appears to be calming down. Maybe it is because of the gangs of vigilante Turkish men who have appeared on Kingsland Road, armed with sticks … Continue reading

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