A Lost Strand

What does the word ‘mime’ mean to you? For many people, it suggests silence: a performer with a white face, isolated in a pool of light, communicating through gesture alone. But Irene Mawer (1893-1962) developed a very different strand of the silent art – one that was rigorous, literary, and

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A Fateful Earworm

Earworms are a nuisance.  Do you know what I mean?  It is the random tune that repeats itself over and over in your head.  Your earworm can last for days, or even weeks.  I am currently suffering from such a blight. My earworm is ‘Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas’

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