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What Ever Happened to Modernism, is a new book by Gabriel Josipovici, whom I had many conversations with as a young academic. We don't always agree but I love reading his work because he doesn't write like an academic. So I will be looking forward to reading it. Although the last thing I should be doing is buying a new book. I am sooooo tired, does life never let up? Gabriel writes that 'anxiety is the dizziness of freedom,' but I am not so sure - it is the dizziness of tenure at the moment, that and getting stuff done. But I never should complain. My birthday (I have had 57 of them which means I have been writing this blog for 2 years) passed to the tune of a new banjo being strummed as I nudged a glass of Bordeaux up to my lips - ah, the smack of contentment. And to cap it all the final, final, final proofs of Monsters was put to bed, so all is right there. Tomorrow I will say cheerio to Winchester. It can see the year out without me, I won't be missed I am sure. But before I go, I will play my mandolin and sing this song for anyone who will listen, but nowhere near as good as this - it's coming on Christmas:
