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At the moment I am experiencing one of my "full up mind" periods, and enjoying a holiday. Leaving aside books which - however well - seek to teach, I'm reading a biography of Samuel Beckett, "Damned to Fame".
I've always loved biographies, which put flesh and blood onto what are so often just ephemeral words, quoted, standing alone.
Beckett, it turns out, was when young a fine sportsman. A boxng champion at school. I know some things about his life, such as his time in the French Resistance during WW2.
"Nothing to be done" says Estragon in "Waiting for Godot".
Anyway, I ramble.
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