inclusion, exclusion, occlusion
In Which Your Humble Blogger stands on the outside, looking out.
In Which Your Humble Blogger stands on the outside, looking out.
In Which Your Humble Blogger omits some of the author’s interesting observations about the film adaptation, perhaps for another note.
In Which Your Humble Blogger just shoves the whole thing in one note.
In Which Your Humble Blogger also thinks that the adapter got some other U/non-U things very slightly wrong, unless Antony Wilding is supposed to be non-U.
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t have anything really to say, except that it seems like a Big News Story, with serious global repercussion, and also about cricket.
In Which Your Humble Blogger looks at the books with a parent’s eyes.
In Which Your Humble Blogger finds something nice to say.
In Which Your Humble Blogger puts on a happy face.
In Which Your Humble Blogger plays to his strengths, which involve strong lungs and powerful typing fingers, and not so much the git-r-done stuff.
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t mean that it was broken at some point.