More Terrible Questions …
Ten minutes to one and as I wandered into the kitchen a public-school English voice was describing the evils of U.S. capital punishment, with lots of doomy-gloomy incidental colour (“we drove on, our mood – and the weather, overcast … incongruously a mynah bird was crying out in the next room …each morning we loaded up the van and drove to the frontier of life and death …“. “Not Clive … Continue reading