A week or two ago, while she sat diligently at her desk attending to her many labours, my wife's gaze passed over an object that instantly made her think of me. What was this strange and captivating artefact? A leather-bound …

'Guest Post' by Copernicus

I enjoy taking a certain immoderately smug view of myself predicated on a few pleasing cultural tropes. I have browsed intelligently among the moderns and the postmoderns, committed to memory verses both metered and …