tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post7860918010008365135..comments2024-03-13T07:34:24.149+00:00Comments on The Age of Uncertainty: Grey is the Colour of HopeSteerforthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07627936539372313828noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-80284241114871880482011-08-29T16:49:41.787+00:002011-08-29T16:49:41.787+00:00I think many bookshops are definitely in need of t...I think many bookshops are definitely in need of the odd mystery shopper to wake their ideas up, but let's hope Mr Daunt already has that and other initiatives in hand re turning Waterstones around.<br /><br />I read today that sound effects are coming to Kindle soon, for readers who evidently lack all imagination, though how they will pace the sound effects with the speed at which someone reads is an interesting conundrum.The Poet Laura-eatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07779308486569849157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-18290794017045758642011-08-29T05:14:46.487+00:002011-08-29T05:14:46.487+00:00What a horrible Santa! Poor little tyke...What a horrible Santa! Poor little tyke...Bretthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09389916070547430075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-88897906250729544392011-08-28T10:07:32.760+00:002011-08-28T10:07:32.760+00:00I'm very fond of the He and She cover. Romance...I'm very fond of the He and She cover. Romance always begins and ends late at night by the bus stop. I reckon he deliberately altered his watch so she misses the last bus and has to stay at his bedsit. I do hope he left the clipboard behind when they went to the Beefeater for gammon, egg and chips (though I'm sure she had pineapple).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-36496612954563746192011-08-28T07:50:55.855+00:002011-08-28T07:50:55.855+00:00The cover of 'He and She' brings to mind t...The cover of 'He and She' brings to mind the film, 'A Kind of Loving'. You'd have thought the gloomy surroundings would be enough to dampen anyone's ardour.Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13494219959077922220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-7308696315027596662011-08-28T01:02:15.192+00:002011-08-28T01:02:15.192+00:00I wish I'd thought of that. I might still try ...I wish I'd thought of that. I might still try it. Now, where's my nearest Di Maggios?Kidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07224781868125924337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-68726119169523814502011-08-27T22:47:02.531+00:002011-08-27T22:47:02.531+00:00The photo of the young boy is quite appealing. Som...The photo of the young boy is quite appealing. Someone - no doubt his loving mother - has taken pains to make sure he looks his best, his hair looks as though it has just been combed with a wet comb. My mum used to do that to my brothers to make sure their hair stayed in place.Judithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13974206679853189199noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-36999948916737811112011-08-27T21:42:02.740+00:002011-08-27T21:42:02.740+00:00I've often wondered what the ratio is of resta...I've often wondered what the ratio is of restaurant critics to people pretending to be restaurant critics to get better service.Kári Tuliniushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03281250688066991554noreply@blogger.com