"Cut My Life Into Pieces, This Is My Substack…

Hullo, I am writing this on the bus to Warsaw. It is Saturday morning, and this will be published on Monday, but I can continue to add items throughout the weekend. Hopefully war will not have been declared by the time you read this, or some great natural disaster torn across the world. Who knows how many writers scribbled columns on 21st November, 1963, or 10th September, 2001, in cheerful anticipation of their being published later on. What a waste of time that must have seemed by the next day.

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