Adrian Monck

My sister’s keeper

December 9, 2014

My sis­ter died last night. She was 46 years old. For the last of those years she lived in a care home near the sea front in Great Yar­mouth, patiently looked after. In good times she took her med­ic­a­tion, and spent her weekly state allow­ance on daily litres of coca-cola and pack­ets of cigar­ettes. She had lost […]

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I can’t help but be fas­cin­ated by Jill Abramson’s tat­too. The ‘T’ of the New York Times inked into her skin. It’s like Car­son, the but­ler in Down­ton Abbey, reveal­ing that he has the Earl of Grantham’s armorial bear­ings embroidered on his box­ers. Eng­land still has its Down­ton Abbeys. These days people pay to look […]

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I was born in the front bed­room of the two bed­room house my grand­par­ents ren­ted from the coun­cil. It was Feb­ru­ary 1965, The Kinks at num­ber one for homes with record play­ers and without teen­age moth­ers. A year later, my brother was born in the same room. The front bed­room was for being born in, the back […]

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The deten­tion of Glenn Greenwald’s part­ner does not raise any issues over the use of cur­rent anti-terrorism legis­la­tion to tar­get journ­al­ism. The law says: A per­son com­mits an offence if— (a) he col­lects or makes a record of inform­a­tion of a kind likely to be use­ful to a per­son com­mit­ting or pre­par­ing an act of ter­ror­ism, or (b) […]

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