Tag Archives: Francis Pryor

Truth, Archaeology and Fiction (2)

As time passes I find I am more and more interested in what we mean by the terms Truth and Fiction. Indeed, the more I think about it, the more convinced I have become that analysis won’t help me come … Continue reading

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Made for Walking: my life and footwear

I nearly found myself starting this blog post with: ‘I don’t really approve of Twitter, but I Tweet.’ Then I thought about it. Aside from the fact that it’s fatuous, what on earth do we mean by ‘approve of’.  I … Continue reading

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Late Spring in the Garden

Time for a quick post before I immerse myself in the frantic, if cultured world of the Hay-on-Wye Festival. Time, too, for a quiet stroll through the garden and assessing the state of the season – and we still haven’t … Continue reading

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Writing About Writing: People

When I was a teenager I remember reading somewhere that an author – quite a famous one, I think – had to write. I can remember at the time I cringed. It sounded so precious and so pseudo-sensitive. Then, as … Continue reading

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Dundrum: My Final Broadcast Time Team

Sob, sob. I said ‘broadcast’ because the last one we filmed was Brancaster. So the future will be documentaries and for these we’ll move to a later slot, usually around nine o’clock. There’ll be two more ‘as live’ excavations after … Continue reading

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‘Making History’, Radio 4: Your Hero Rides Again

I love doing radio and of course Radio 4 is la crème de la crème. There’s nothing else remotely like it anywhere in the world. And rather like our Town and Country Planning Laws (see The Making, p. 573), ‘we … Continue reading

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My Life in Crime

I suppose that should be: My Life in Crime Writing. Some followers of this blog may have noticed that from time to time I’ve mentioned my ‘friend’ Alan Cadbury. Well, now I must confess: he isn’t a friend at all. … Continue reading

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