
Their Marriage Wasn’t an Easy Ride. But It Had Been Their Ride.
Today would have been my parents’ 79th wedding anniversary.
Survival, socialism, cancer and left wing politics for all with a dash of humour.
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Today would have been my parents’ 79th wedding anniversary.

We are now at Chapter 6 of Love Among the Ruins, the second volume of Harry Leslie Smith’s The Green and Pleasant Land trilogy.

Love Among the Ruins was Harry Leslie Smith’s second volume in his The Green and Pleasant Land trilogy.

There are no working-class memoirs from Britain’s occupation force in Germany’s second-largest city, Hamburg, apart from my dad’s Love Among the Ruins. It’s a brilliant read about life observed from the lower ranks when hope was reborn from the ashes of war.

Love Among the Ruins was Harry Leslie Smith’s portrayal of his life as an ordinary occupying soldier in Hamburg following the Second World War.
If you haven’t got the memo yet, this is dystopia, and it’s worsening by the day.

My grandmother, Maria Theresa Edelmann, born 131 years ago today, survived the worst of the 19th and 20th centuries by the skin of her teeth.
It was a few days ago, in an afternoon’s summer heat, that I walked across a grocery store parking lot.

I have the insomnia again, so it is early morning when I write this.

Late last week, I became aware of the class action lawsuit against Anthropic in the United States over its harvesting of millions of books, more than a decade ago, without the permission of their authors or publishers.