Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose. The more things change, the more they remain the same. — Jean-Baptiste Alphonse Karr In this article I’m going to explore some thoughts concerning change and unchange that I’ve wanted to write about for some time. The Words Remain the Same Although I’ve kept a diary since I was fourteen years old, I rarely look back over what I’ve written. I might flick through my current journal to remind myself how I felt a week or so ago, but once a volume’s filled and put away, it tends to stay closed. The exception was when Fran and I were writing High Tide, Low Tide . I read every diary entry I’d written from our first meeting in May 2011, sourcing material to use in our book. A few weeks ago, though, I decided to read one of my old journals, and chose the A4 day-to-a-page diary for 1984. It was a year of significant change: my first full year in London after graduating from university, a role as best man at the wedding of my two closest friend...
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