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Author Archives: Charles Lambert
The Elegance of the Hedgehog
Trip Fiction is a brilliantly conceived site that puts together two of my passions: books and travel. Its strap line is “See a location through an author’s eyes”, and it works like this. You click on a city and up pops a list … Continue reading
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The Slave House
In 1978, I moved to Portugal to work as a teacher of English for a private language school in a coastal town south of Lisbon called Setúbal. It wasn’t an easy time for me. I was 24, single, unqualified apart … Continue reading
Poets on Pasolini
The British Film Institute has been running a season of films by Pier Paolo Pasolini recently. As a side-dish to the season, Simon Barraclough was asked to round up a bunch of poets and see what kind of work Pasolini’s … Continue reading
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Tagged British Film Institute, Pasolini, Pier Paolo Pasolini, poetry, Salò or the 120 Days of Sodom
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Finally, the news I promised…
I’m a shy type so I’ll let my fabulous agent, Isobel Dixon, say this for me. Here’s her press release: Isobel Dixon of the Blake Friedmann Literary Agency is pleased to announce two new deals with UK publishers for Charles … Continue reading
News, but not yet
The year so far has been full of unexpected – and gratifying – surprises. Unfortunately, I can’t talk about them yet. But, believe me, I will…I will…
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Alison Moore, The Lighthouse, and Cristoph Simon, Zbinden’s Progress
I seem to have been reading a lot about walking recently, but everything I read takes me back to a single text called In Praise of Walking. It was written by Thomas A Clark some years ago and, even though I … Continue reading
Luciano Barca
Friday began with a funeral and ended with a suicide. The funeral was that of a friend’s father, and of a friend’s father-in-law, but also, and more simply, of a friend. His name was Luciano Barca. I first met him … Continue reading
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Charlottenburg, Berlin
Our last full day in Berlin we decide to shop. All we’ve bought here so far, apart from food and drink, is a box of tea lights, a signed calendar from a painter called Andrea Sroke with a stall in … Continue reading
An episode
I was editing an urgent report when the date on the toolbar caught my eye: 24/10/2012. The day after my birthday. That’s odd, I thought, we must have forgotten to celebrate. But how could that be? I went through to the … Continue reading
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Schöneberg, Berlin
Our pocket-sized Lonely Planet guide book says Schöneberg is Berlin’s gay village so we take the S-Bahn from Alexanderplatz and head out there, leaving the train at Nollendorfplatz. This puts us in the middle of the itinerary suggested by the … Continue reading