Norfolk is a long way away from anywhere, and if I were you, I shouldn't start from here. By the time you get to the outskirts of Cromer, any distinctions between science, beachcombing, social commentary, writing and animal husbandry have started to blur. When the process is complete, you know you've arrived at the End Of The Pier Show. So, welcome. Find somewhere to park your unicycle. Pull up a girrafe chair. Make yourself comfortable.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
A Present from Liverpool
Mrs Crox is a journalist. She's just back from covering the Liberal Democrat conference in Liverpool. Here's something she brought back for the kids.
Henry, did you and Mrs Crox see the printed Times today (22 Sept)? There is a picture of her foot, I am sure of it. It's inside the paper, the main picture from the conference. Go see ;-) (Unfortunately you have to pay to look online so I can't post a link.) If it is her, nice bag, too!
Hi Maxine - I saw that picture! It's not Mrs Crox, though (she's actually more of a Birkenstocks gal). It is a nice bag though!
The article, itself, is interesting - that the LibDems are 'having to wear shoes' now that they are in power and have to be taken seriously. This is something that Mrs Crox told me, quite independently, after she got home. She's a seasoned political-conference watcher, and always liked the LibDem conference the most because it was so informal - little security, and attended by a bunch of old hippies. Now, though, she says, there is airport-style security, and the 'whiff of power' (her words) has attracted a cadre of glamorous blondes.
By night, the writing never stops. As well as being a featured columnist for BBC Focus magazine, he is working on several book projects. These include a popular-science book about human evolution (this week's working title - The Myth Of Progression: On The Tangled Bank of Darwin's Imagination); a projected new edition of his 1996 graduate-level text Before The Backbone; a palaeo book for kids and maybe a graphic novel (both with Luis V. Rey); a massive SF bonkbuster; and a kids' book calledDefiant The Guinea-Pig: Firefighter! (with his younger daughter, Crox Minima). An active Tolkienist, he is the Editor of Mallorn, the Journal of the Tolkien Society.
He lives in Cromer, Norfolk, England, with his family and numerous pets, and enjoys playing blues organ, beachcombing, supporting Norwich City FC, and falling asleep.
He is represented by Jill Grinberg Literary Management LLC, and that's where all inquiries about sole-author book projects should be directed in the first instance.
Disclaimer: the views and opinions expressed on this blog and in the comments do not necessarily reflect those of the Nature Publishing Group. (In the Town Hall if wet: restrictions may apply).
Herewith is the Roll of Honour in which Participants in this Blog are Judged to have made a Contribution that Transcends the Mere Ordinariness of the Merely Ordinary, and, Stepping Forward, receive the Order of the Unicycling Girrafe, and, this having been attained, shall join, in Perpetuity, Eternally and Forever, Whichever Lasts Longest, the Grand Order of the Unicycling Girrafe, and Shall Henceforth be Entitled to Style Themselves as GOOFTUG, Notwithstanding Inasmuch as Which, Ahem, Clears Throat:
Ms C. T. of South Wales, and Dr M. C. of Kingston upon Thames.
Henry, did you and Mrs Crox see the printed Times today (22 Sept)? There is a picture of her foot, I am sure of it. It's inside the paper, the main picture from the conference. Go see ;-) (Unfortunately you have to pay to look online so I can't post a link.)
ReplyDeleteIf it is her, nice bag, too!
Hi Maxine - I saw that picture! It's not Mrs Crox, though (she's actually more of a Birkenstocks gal). It is a nice bag though!
ReplyDeleteThe article, itself, is interesting - that the LibDems are 'having to wear shoes' now that they are in power and have to be taken seriously. This is something that Mrs Crox told me, quite independently, after she got home. She's a seasoned political-conference watcher, and always liked the LibDem conference the most because it was so informal - little security, and attended by a bunch of old hippies. Now, though, she says, there is airport-style security, and the 'whiff of power' (her words) has attracted a cadre of glamorous blondes.