Friday, February 27, 2009

My Blog Roll

A few words on the websites and blogs featured in “My Blog Roll”;

  • The Orwell Prize: It’s fascinating and riveting to see George Orwell reporting on his time in Morocco in the late 1930s. His intelligence and powers of observation are evident for all to see. If this is journalism, it is journalism of a quality one seldom sees today. He has a “point of view” of course ,but it is never allowed to distort the reality of what he sees. Many of his entries are so fresh and relevant that they could have been written yesterday.
  • The Hessey Diaries: Kept by my grandmother from 1939 (when she took over from my grandfather) until shortly before her death.
  • Digital Inspiration: This is my favourite site for keeping tabs on developments in the world of IT. Much of the content is well beyond me, but the author seems to be writing for the likes of me and is forever coming up with useful tips. For example, I owe “whos.amung.us” to him. If this gadget is to be believed, I have readers in Brisbane, Paris, Villeurbanne, Martigues, Lagos, London, Houston, Palm Coast, New York and Boston. This can’t be true, surely? Houston: could that be Lloyd & Marlene, and Glenda? How marvellous if that were so!
  • Le Blog de Jean-Michel Aphatie: what I like about Jean-Michel Aphatie is his honesty and the fact that he doesn’t seem to be at the service of any particular agenda or idealogy. He has a lot of enemies and he likes a good fight. I am usually on his side!
  • Scary’s West:I love this site. It would be difficult to think of a life (English girl living on a ranch in the wilds of Montana) further removed from the reality of my own existence, and I doubt if I would be much good with the minutiae of life on the ranch, but – I don’t know – the landscapes are so beautiful. How could one fail to love such a place? Oh to be young again!

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