Dr Harriet Salisbury
@endlessyesterday
Tales from the streets, 1970s children’s lit, rag-rugging, canal cruising, crushing the patriarchy and other diversions
I love Cartmel in all its beauty and mossy dampness. The annual (not at all posh) Cartmel races are a great day out, with no prior racing or gambling knowledge required.
How lovely - lots of great Quaker sites in the birthplace of the movement, including this gorgeous graveyard in Cartmel Fell
Not forgetting this classic, from 'The Simple Art of Murder'
Sam the cat is long gone (as is the 1970s sunlounger) but coming across this photo never fails to life my spirits
In the midst of so much uncertainty, was pleased to see this eternal truth featured in today's Guardian
Do not underestimate the wisdom of Wham! – my second fave purveyor of musical insight after Leonard Cohen.This book is a joy to read
And ideally marry someone as hot and talented as Joanne Woodward so you can later comment (I believe truthfully): “I don't like to discuss my marriage, but I will tell you something which may sound corny but which happens to be true. I have steak at home. Why should I go out for hamburger?”
Saw him as an unforgettable Doctor Faustus when I was 12, and as my favourite ever Hamlet 50 years later – an open heart with a deep understanding of plays, character, action and verse
Okay, Relics it is. Proud to be one, vinyl and print all the way...
This is not a link as I feel any actual article could only detract from the promise of the headline
I mean, who would have guessed this guy would turn out to be an unscrupulous arsehole? (I had a friend who worked for the company in the early days, so obviously I did)
Graphic designer: 'FFS, the spacing is fine - anyway. I've already sent it to the printers
Make it a new-romantic group and you could re-use the costumes. Makes me realise again what we lost with early death of Rik Mayall? Who the hell else could make everyone from Queenie downwards develop a massive crush during a three-minute scene?
In my teens, I rehearsed a scene from a play I finally saw today. Can confidently say #MichaelSheen is an absolute God, and spending 12 hours travelling to Swansea and back to see #OurTown is totally worth it, even if you don't have total recall of a scene that warns us never to attempt to go back.
I included them on a mural for my granddaughter's bedroom wall as my son is such a fan - as am I and all my family. Great books for children are unbeatable literature.
Amazingly, it wasn't the only work of genius she produced in 1967, because this equally extraordinary book was published the same year. And she illustrated them both. What a talent!
If only famous artworks could go on strike, as the Tate certainly values them over their employees. They've put up with two restructurings in five years, redundancies and below-inflation pay rises, all while working in a city of sky-high rents during a cost of living crisis. Pay up Tate bosses!
RIP Tom Stoppard, adored since a mid 1970s school production of After Magritte when me and another girl (I'm holding the tuba) were recruited by a local boys school. The passion for my onstage husband didn't last, but Stoppard has never disappointed, right up to The Invention of Love this year.
That feeling when your transport network knows that things are not right and you know it is somehow on your side. Bravo TFL!
The smaller the room, the greater the need for visual diversion: wallpaper, pictures, books...
So Trump's dementia is now so advanced they're having to label all the rooms in the White House? Sad!
Forget nice Mr Bates from the Post Office, Toby Jones is more Norman Bates in as a brutally helpful Iago in the Haymarket's Othello. Vinette Robinson (Boiling Point; Sherlock) is a standout Emilia, as is the colourful design and steeply raked stage that makes characters loom oddly large and small