Thursday, 28 February 2013

by Theodore Dalrymple (March 2013)

Recently I stayed in a flat in Paris for a few weeks that belonged to a friend’s sister who had died not long before aged seventy-six. It is a strange and slightly unsettling experience to move into the home of someone who has died not long before and many of whose effects are still present: the ordinary effects of day-to-day living (little labelled pots of tarragon and paprika, for example) as well as the records of lifetime (holiday photos and the notes taken more than fifty years before as a student of pharmacy). There were little lists of things to do, telephone numbers, books of recipes, and a tiny box of postage stamps for letters that will now never be written.  more>>>

Posted on 02/28/2013 1:45 PM by NER
15 Mar 2013
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Mr. Dalrymple:

The truth of your words about Portugal resonates.  I am grateful you take the time to look at the dead's books. Go well,

4 Apr 2013
albert lepitre

 My farorite essayist uses an ex-

pression like near-fascist!

 Fascism was legitimate, left-wing 

socialism from Italy, not simply a

catchword for evil.