Articles...
Jan 2 2008
IN THE strangely detached world of radio, the shy man can bloom in ways which would have been denied him in the glare of light....
Jan 1 2008
SHE was a looker, everybody could see that, and in a flight of fancy, Kenneth Tynan, the critic, who was a connoisseur on such matters, would describe her legs as the eighth wonder of the world, though sticklers for detail might have suggested that the eighth and ninth would have been even more flattering....
Dec 31 2007
THOSE in the know said he was as hard as the cobbles on the street, this grand old player, loved by the wise folk, who knew that a real ball was shaped like an egg....
Dec 27 2007
HIS father, Daniel, was an amateur pianist and railway porter, whose dancing fingers were wasted gripping the hands of suit-cases, left on the platforms for him to hump....
Dec 26 2007
HE WAS a man of exuberant talent and expansive tastes, embracing women, food and gossip seasoned with charm, as well as the whiff of celebrity and exotic spices....
Dec 20 2007
ALTHOUGH he will be remembered in British culture as the man who burned witches, his flair for selling wicker chairs in Southport should not be overlooked....
Dec 19 2007
ONLY the most resilient tufts of grass peeped through the sanded mud, torn by countless tussling boots, where the tall man stood in his high-necked green jersey – the last line of defence and final hope of hundreds of boys, praying in treble voices, and penned in their section of the Gwladys Street terrace....
Dec 18 2007
SHE was in pink lace and he was in his dog-collar and lounge suit. Together, they smiled beneath the magnifi-cent tower of their church, bursting the sky at 142ft over the seaside resort....
Dec 17 2007
SURPRISED eyebrows would have risen with the steam from the beef-tea and defiant pies down in the terraces, when news broke that the inside-forward with no-nonsense shoulders had been hired to advise an Italian temptress on her role as the first female manager in top-flight English football....
Dec 14 2007
HE WAS the classic dude to emerge from the steaming banks of the Mississippi, where wizards in pointed hats burned crosses, old men rocked in chairs on sleepy verandas, Gospel choirs swayed in white, timber churches, and bare-foot children ate corn-on-the-cob....
