'This is not a bedtime story' – Review: The Secret Commonwealth, by Philip Pullman
The Secret Commonwealth
The Secret Commonwealth
Greggs fan Chris McQueer offers funny, sometimes grotesque, visions of life in Glasgow’s schemes
LATE in the summer of last year, around 10 weeks before his death, fisherman Alasdair Macleod was visiting the island of Lismore and stopped in to pay his respects to the son of a farmer who had passed away.
There is a temptation when writing about Blue Planet II (BBC One) to simply type out the word “wow” a few hundred times; that, after all, is pretty much what was unspooling in my head as Hokusai waves glittered and twisted across the screen in extreme slow-motion. But here goes with something a little more considered.
La Belle Sauvage: The Book Of Dust Volume One
A kitchen table in the east end of Glasgow. Arranged upon it are objects required to tell a story: an old toy bus; three seven-inch singles each worth about £2,000; a yellowing newspaper with a bellowing headline, the tragic force of which has not faded these 50 years. Naturally, there is also a pot of tea.
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