Nicholas Lezard is a literary critic for the Guardian and also writes for the Independent. He writes the Down and Out in London column for the New Statesman.
On the scale of outrages this ranks fairly low but I am driven to complain by a desire for simplicity and purity.
But if, like me, you are miserably fussy about your tea, then you will know that you never clean the inside of a teapot.
I just woke up with my leg like this.
I don’t want to be completely idle but just as William of Ockham advised us not to multiply variables, I do not want to add unnecessarily to my burdens.
This is my default way of dealing with things. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t.
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