On Obsolescence

As parents, we're slowly coming round to the idea of obsolescence, aren't we? By 'we', I mean of course those of us that are parents. And by 'obsolescence', I mean the process by which we do such a bang-up job that we render ourselves ever more useless to our progeny with every passing year; that … Continue reading On Obsolescence

On Rereading

When I was eighteen I went to an Oxford University open day. I remember an English Literature admissions tutor giving a speech about life as a student at the University. The thing he said that has stuck with me (although I can barely remember what he looked like now, never mind his name) was that no-one … Continue reading On Rereading