The Voluptuous Manifesto

All work and no play makes Jill a very dull girl

Sunday, 13 March 2022

A book about a cat and books – what could be better?

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It was The Other Half who, late last week, pointed me toward the Waterstones website for  The Cat Who Saved Books , a slender novel (224 pag...
Wednesday, 2 March 2022

C+nto – a stunning poetic riff on being a butch dyke

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It was arguably a fortuitous coincidence that saw me pick up a copy of   C+nto. Having read a review of Joelle Taylor’s 2021 collection of p...
Monday, 28 February 2022

A surreal dream of an exhibition at Tate Modern

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It is rare that you visit an art exhibition and come away with both a sense of having been thoroughly entertained, yet also feeling that you...
Sunday, 23 January 2022

Belfast – seeing The Troubles through a child’s eyes

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Belfast , the semi-autobiographical film written and directed by Kenneth Branagh, opens with what could be viewed as a rosy-tinted remembran...
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Sunday, 16 January 2022

This way something clever comes

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For many of us, if we were not streaming much before the pandemic, that has changed since COVID-19 invaded and changed all our lives. The Ot...
Tuesday, 21 December 2021

A poem for the winter solstice

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  Winter Solstice   Welcome to the shortest day of the year The heart of the long, dark winter of the soul When you don’t feel whole, When t...
Monday, 13 December 2021

West Side Story – winding up the gammons

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There’s a film for me, somewhere a film for me ... Well, perhaps I have just found the one. Let’s be clear: I’m talking about Stephen Spielb...
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Amanda Kendal
London-based journalist, writer, artist and occasional poet, widowed, but living with a cat. Many interests – this blog covers lots of things. It is 100% personal. Non-PC. No party line. My art is available to buy at www.redbubble.com/people/AmandaKendal/shop
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