Back in April, Bangkok had an exceptionally big storm, one that I missed by a day. The following week I suggested to a photographer on Flickr, Daniel Cuthbert, that he send to Earth Science Picture of the Day a particularly scary photo he'd taken of some ominously big clouds about to engulf the city. It's up today, even better when seen very large.
Aug. 25th, 2007
Life imitates SF
Aug. 25th, 2007 07:56 pm2007 books
Aug. 25th, 2007 09:48 pm
77) Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores, 2005
For his ninetieth birthday, a newspaper columnist gives himself a night with a fourteen year-old virgin, a night in which nothing happens. Instead as he continues to see her he comes to treasure her innocence, and with his newspaper column finding a fresh vigour he at last achieves some semblance of fame and success that he has gone without for too long. This is a kind of belated, nonagenarian coming-of-age story that's thankfully a long way from the 'memoirs of a dirty old man' that I was half expecting, because it focuses on the humour of old age rather than any melancholy yearnings for lost youth. Lively and natural, and it ends brilliantly.