Roderick Gordon's Journal

Brilliant new film by Joel Guelzo.

Chicago, Milwaukee and Minneapolis.

A chatter of authors at lunch after the Chicken House tenth anniversary party last Friday – from right to left; Andrew Newbound, Sophia Bennett, Lucy Christopher, CJ  Skuse, Ross MacKenzie – with the infinite, incomparable and inestimable Barry Cunningham in the foreground – Di Toft, Pat Walsh, Brian “The Hat” Williams, and me. All the characters we’ve created were relegated to the room next door where they were fighting it out with each other. Jaw-rattling racket for around ten minutes, then the Styx emerged victorious, of course.

That long, bitter winter, the snows were slow to melt, and I began to feel as though I’d never see the capital again, with its bustle and its people.

I shall miss Smethers, but at least he had a bit of meat on him.