I’m in favour of writers travelling abroad to do something other than research books. Perhaps there has been enough mere observation. Gimmickry must also have run its course – what’s the point of travelling around Ireland with a fridge?

In this puritan, work-motivated age, it’s good when travel writers have more strings to their bows. Jason Webster practically killed himself infiltrating a band of drug-using gypsies in order to learn flamenco guitar – but at least now he has a useful skill. Similarly, Brian Winter may be able to earn money teaching the tango when the credit crunch bites.

Literary Review

Jul 2008

Categories

Miranda France

Folk Industries

Lines in the Sand

Whiskey Sour

National Trust View Not Needed

Life’s a Shopping Mall

Age Shall Not Weary Them

Range-Rovia to Ngotoland

Prisoners of the Past

Darkness Falls

Piuran of the Year

Drinking in the USA

Holy Symmetry

Blood, Sweat and Tears

The Wisdom of Solomon

Humboldt’s Gifts

Recollections of a Wild Radish

Flower Powers

The Flash of Fireflies

Big Trouble in Little Gerona

A Writer’s Roots

Droit Moral

One Up For Ireland

Desvern’s Demise

‘Silence is Health’