Author Archives: Ian

The end of the weekend

Sunday evening – once it would have seemed a moment of disappointment. Weekends in Somerset in my teenage years had a format.  It was a format that cannot have been prolonged or frequent, but which seemed to have a quality … Continue reading

Posted in Unreliable memories | Leave a comment

Blotting out a judge

Walking through Dorchester yesterday, I passed a pub named after the judge responsible for the 1685 Bloody Assizes. Looking up at the pub sign, that reputedly reproduces the judge’s image, I metaphorically spat at him and said out loud the … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorised | Leave a comment

Maigret’s justice

Maigret entered the interview room where the person being questioned sat with Janvier. Maigret looked at the frightened young man sat opposite Janvier. ‘Why don’t you talk to me and let Janvier go to terrorise someone else?’ Sometime later, Maigret … Continue reading

Posted in The stuff of daily life | 5 Comments

Don’t patronise women

The evening news has become annoying. Each night this week the bulletins have included the fortunes of the England women’s football team among the headlines. This evening no superlatives were spared in describing the victory of the women’s team over … Continue reading

Posted in The stuff of daily life | Leave a comment

Afraid of the water

My mother’s house is undergoing extensive renovations. Being eighty-find she thinks it is prudent to opt to have her bedroom downstairs, so the garage has been converted into a sitting room for her and her former sitting room is being … Continue reading

Posted in Unreliable memories | Leave a comment