The Guardian Review column that never fails to disappoint…
This week a genuine giant. A giant of pomposity and pretension that is. Today poet Seamus Heaney revealed all about his study and we learned that even these people’s old planks of wood are superior to ours:
“The desk surface is a slab of board on two filing cabinets, but when we first moved in 30 years ago, it consisted of two planks that had served as bench seats in a lecture hall in Carysfort College – oak whose grain had been polished by the soft shiftings of a century of student schoolmistresses.”
Heaney ends the piece saying, “I could go on”. We know Seamus. We know.