All at Sea

Posted on by Jonathan Beckman

Trawler is without doubt the most febrile travel narrative since the bats appeared in the desert somewhere round Barstow in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Its pages pitch, roll, sway, heave, surge and yaw, like ships at sea experiencing what Redmond O’Hanlon calls their ‘six degrees of freedom’.

The Angel’s Share

Posted on by Jonathan Beckman

TOWARDS THE END of his life, Ludwig Wittgenstein lived largely on a diet of cornflakes; he reasoned that there came a time when, if you found a perfectly agreeable foodstuff, it made little sense to diversify that same token, were I to restrict myself to a single drink for the rest of my unnatural life […]

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