As a child, food was a challenge. Rationing ended in the same year that I was born. My mother's frugal habits lasted for most of the time I was at home. Luxuries like avocados, artichokes or wine were served in tiny quantities, and we used to fight over them. You learned to eat fast and … Continue reading On food. And family.
Category: Writing
Under the bed
Under The Bed. An audio play by Anna Kahn. Archie is played by Jeremy Kahn, and Barry is played by Anna Kahn Engineered and produced by Jeremy Kahn
Miss Reading
My parents are going out for the evening. Mum is glamorous in a fur coat, powder, lipstick, perfume, jewellery. I bury my face in the soft fur. I don't want her to go out. Maybe it's separation anxiety, maybe it's envy of the high time they were going to have without me, maybe I'm a … Continue reading Miss Reading
Mark Knopfler’s Romeo and Juliet – an analysis
For no particular reason I decided to learn the Dire Straits song "Romeo and Juliet" properly. Which means checking out the original chords (which I probably learned osmotically sometime around 1982), and correcting and memorising the words. I found a bug in my understanding of the chords for the last part of the chorus. Not … Continue reading Mark Knopfler’s Romeo and Juliet – an analysis
About my father: Franz Kahn
My father, Franz Daniel Kahn (FDK) was an astronomer. Or to be more precise, an astrophysicist. The equipment he needed for work consisted of a pad of paper, a slide rule, and a Bic (always). When he was younger he worked all the time. He worked on Sundays, and when we were on holiday he'd … Continue reading About my father: Franz Kahn
The little old man and the soldier
Once upon a time, a little old man lived in a hut in the middle of the forest. The hut was small, with a bed, a table, and a wood-burning stove. During the summer, the old man would set traps to catch small animals. Sometimes he would shoot birds, or go fishing. He would bring … Continue reading The little old man and the soldier
Pia
The first time hipness happened was 50 years ago. Pia was a Swedish au-pair girl who came to live with our family for several months after my brother was born late in 1962. She was blonde, had beehive hair and black mascara. She smoked cigarettes. She was 16. She was the sexiest person I had … Continue reading Pia
Osmosis
Remember how people used to get annoyed when kids made a statement into a question by adding an interrogative upturn at the end? Well I just did that? While explaining to a waitress what happened to my pot of tea? How did I get infected with that shit? And how did I get infected with … Continue reading Osmosis
The Balcony Mystery
I inherited some old photos from my grandmother, including this one which is mounted behind glass in our house. It shows my grandparents eating breakfast on a very stylish balcony (sorry about the reproduction, but I didn't want to disturb the mounting). I asked my father about it and he mentioned some house belonging to … Continue reading The Balcony Mystery



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