On Good Friday we looked back at some of the best posts from the regular Dabblers. For Easter Monday here are some more repeats as we select some of our favourite guest posts of 2011 so far…
First up, don’t miss critic and linguist Henry Hitchings’ thought-provoking article on the language of blogging. Norm Geras’ 6 Clicks was rather good, too.
We’ve had a wide variety of guest authors. Ben Kay gave us an insight into the pros and cons of writing a blockbuster novel (should you fancy having a go), while Judith Flanders discussed Victorian murder fiction, Juliet Gardiner took us back to the 1930s and Stephen Clarke discussed 1,000 years of annoying the French.
Andrew Martin (via Slightly Foxed) gave us a hilarious glimpse of the ‘upmanship’ books of Stephen Potter, Tim Birkhead explained the wisdom of birds and Craig Fox exposed the utter weirdness of the mainstream KKK.
We also met Outa_Spaceman (the Bognor Banksy) and Becky Milligan set in motion a long-overdue revival for the novels of Jilly Cooper.
Coming up on The Dabbler…
We unveil a brilliant new wine correspondent for Dabbler Soup; the Royal Wedding Dabbler-style; lots more free stuff with the Book Club (join now!), Noseybonk and Jonathon Green both return with astonishing special series…
…and, at last, how you can get your grubby mitts on one of these special edition Dabbler Glencairn whisky glasses….
Well, I was quite sure that I would win Glengoyne Comment of the Month in March – after all, how often does a Swede comment on your blog ? I lost. What can I say – most of you English men and women are descendants from us Swedes one way or another. Those damned vikings etc etc.
Anyway – I´m sending offspring to London tomorrow. Can I hope for you to put a bottle of Glengoyne on the train to, say, Nottingham Gate ?
Nice try, Everywoman, but alas it’s not Dabbler policy to dish out alcohol to minors, even if our ancestors were vikings.
(PS. I think you mean Notting Hill Gate? For heaven’s sake don’t send the poor blighters to Nottingham, it’s an entirely different proposition.)
Oh, at least I tried, you never know – with all the beer and booze that´s floating around in your blog you might have lost your sound judgement. She´s not a minor, though, and probably already tipsy from Pims or whatever they serve in Notting Hill winebars or gastropubs. So, yes, I meant NH Gate of course – blame it on our recent heatwave here in Stockholm. No polarbears but a wolf has been spotted in one of our cities:
http://mobil.hd.se/skane/2011/04/11/nar-vargen-kom-till-stan/?images=all
Guess you can use Google translate – some pretty nice comments from the locals