THE SMALL THINGS
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Frankel
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Tuesday, 11 June 2013
Three Cheers for Sir Henry
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If I were a mystical, I would say that all the good ones are being gathered. But I’m not. I am an empiricist, a rationalist, mostly. I don’t...
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Saturday, 4 May 2013
Guineas Day; or, in which the titans make my heart beat faster.
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Two years ago, on the day of the Guineas, I was outside with my family, looking at my favourite mountain shimmering and lucid in the spring ...
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Sunday, 21 October 2012
Farewell, Frankel; in which I say goodbye to a true champion
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I’m going to say something controversial. I wrote yesterday, in the heat of emotion and adoration and nerves, that Frankel does not have an ...
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Saturday, 20 October 2012
The final Frankel Day
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It’s Frankel day. Normally, I wake on Frankel days like a child at Christmas. I am light with excitement. This morning, I overslept and woke...
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Friday, 19 October 2012
Random Friday
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Here is a random Friday for you: 1. I’ve been a bit tense and unsettled this week, not sleeping that well, and not getting things done in th...
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Thursday, 18 October 2012
Angst; or, sometimes I really think I should not be let out of the house
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WARNING: this is all about me. I’m generally a little leery of writing too much about myself. Heavy use of the first person singular can fal...
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