OUT & ABOUT announces events and public appearances.
Or Stitches in Time… Oh do I hate smashing up my hands. Like everyone, I have done it a few times, but it doesn’t take much to put me out of commission. How does Harrison Ford do it? He even clambers atop crumbling cornices in the teeth of a positively diluvial deluge...
Or the Fine Art of Non-communicating Recently came across a book review in which the reviewer, a decidedly obnoxious but prominent critic, dismissed a British novel because it was riddled with “Britspeak”. Excuse me, but there seems to be something most definitely...
Or the Inherent Serendystopia of Modern Travel… Getting to the U.S. was no trouble, the only letdown being that I did want to try the new biometric PortPASS portal, which in theory lets you skip the endless lines in L.A.X. and scoot through in no time. Much to my...
Or An Unexpected Party… The Berlin premiere was wonderful fun - one always gets swept up in things like this and everything is a blur. My memory will return when we get our photos back from the developers. But Paris, on the other hand, was most definitely a night to...
Or Why “Imagine” Minus Two Letters is Worth a Thousand Words… PARIS Out with Vancouver, in with Paris! No sooner is one show cancelled than a totally different one appears. “The Lord of the Rings: From Imagination to Image” will open at the Bibliothèque Nationale de...
Or the Secret Language of Windshield Wipers… I’m not a big fan of driving. I dislike driving at night, I hate even more driving in the rain. Hurtling along at great speed, encapsulated by a hissing halo of horizontal rain, with the wipers’ flickering pantomime in from...