In Memoriam Tony Hall

ANDY HALL ON THE HORSEMEN OF THE STEPPES
NORMAN B. ScHWARTZ
MALE IMPERSONATORS
Of all the occupations known, none has been more admired or reviled than acting. Once upon a time, society viewed acting as no better than a hanging branch of prostitution, the last refuge of criminals and inverts—its practitioners (male and female) utilizing the stage to peddle something other than drama. Signs on boarding house doors read JEWS, NEGROES, AND ACTORS NOT WELCOME.

Arun Kapil’s, Fridge-Door Alchemy
The best meals don’t come from perfect conditions. They come from panic. From 6:42 p.m. fridge-staring, teeth on edge, belly growling and the only thing looking back at you is a soft carrot, a crusty-lidded jar of Dijon, a half-dead yoghurt with its watery ghost layer on top, and a tin so old and label-less you start Googling the batch code like it’s a clue in a murder mystery. But this is not a crisis. This is a portal. This is not failure — it’s an invitation. Welcome to the holy, grubby world of Fridge-Door Alchemy, where the saints wear aprons stained with old sambal and the miracles happen one limp vegetable at a time.
A SHORT STORY FROM AMAL CHATTERJEE
The Inspector
The coffee, he thinks, ought to be warmer. On a scale, he prefers closer to hot than to body temperature. And a little more sugar, half a teaspoon more, that’d do the trick.
‘…it’s a privilege,’ the Headmaster is saying.
He isn’t even half-listening, he doesn’t need to, the Headmaster likes the sound of his own voice enough for both of them. For all of them.

Phil Hall on Ukraine’s Right to Self Determination
Book excerpts from AN Editions

The Rights of Man and Fish
‘You see what’s really interesting about history isn’t the bare facts – we all know them – but the back stories…what made historical events take place – that’s what’s so different about the book, and that’s what got people so worked up. But first things first. Let’s take a seat on la terrasse, and can I offer you a glass of rosé? It’s from the local vineyard, and it’s very nice – especially on a day like this..’
Paul D. Halas

That Was Hugh Blythe MP
That Was Hugo Blythe MP is the memoir, in diary form, of government researcher Alaric Casteele. It is set in a vaguely determined period in the early 2000s at the height of the New Labour project. Casteele’s boss is the Right Honourable Hugo Blythe MP, who jokingly refers to his department as the Department of Cult. The following is an excerpt from Casteele’s diary.
Peter Cowlam

Captcha This!
‘Martin began to gain power. And power, as we all know, is the greatest narcotic – or hallucinogen. For instance, the high-powered Simon Tickley invited him to a shooting weekend. This consisted of people dressing up in clothes from the nineteenth century and blasting away at defenceless ducks and geese which died in agony from their wounds. Martin had never wanted to kill anything and the sight of dying birds made him feel sick. Especially if they weren’t that bastard pheasant.’
J.W. Wood
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