Mark Taylor-Batty
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Mark Taylor-Batty
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I’m a father, not a dancer. Emeritus Professor. Exploring retirement. Saltaire-Burgher. Translator of Artaud. UCU NEC and USS advisory board member.
My 14-year old lad insists that there needs to be a Wild Opera vinyl release, and has designed the deluxe edition tracklisting. Just in case you needed a nudge @timbowness.bsky.social and @stevenwilsonhq.bsky.social
October 13, 2025 at 8:39 AM
There were a lot of people hanging about in Shipley market square last night.
September 28, 2025 at 3:51 PM
Me (1985), my son (2025), same @marillion.com t-shirt, same garden.
August 3, 2025 at 12:11 PM
The coffee at the Greek Corner in Shipley is reliably good. Thought I’d try the baklava today. Fantastic, but at £6.50 it needs to be! (Yes, I checked).
July 9, 2025 at 9:12 AM
The ‘tamed’ (‘apprivoisé’) here never does justice to that sense of comfort you find in the intimacy and proximity you construct with true friendship/love bonds. But adjoining emotional responsibility/accountability to that mutuality is key to Saint-Exupéry’s message.
June 30, 2025 at 8:44 AM
Yesterday was the 125th anniversary of the birth of Antiine de Saint-Exupéry, author of Le Petit Prince, the first book I ever translated (as a gift to my then girlfriend). “You are forever responsible toward those you have tamed”.
June 30, 2025 at 8:44 AM
Definitely checking this out. Probably not first date material.
May 24, 2025 at 1:08 PM
I had fun watching the practical presentations of the Avant Garde Theatre students of the University of Lincoln yesterday. From Dada to the Absurd, via Artaud and biomechanics. Thinking and articulating through practice is not easy. Great work.
May 23, 2025 at 8:53 AM
A day at the University of Lincoln to watch students’ creative practice.
May 22, 2025 at 10:32 AM
Elder son decided to make a butterscotch cake. Result.
May 11, 2025 at 3:04 PM
Preparing for their SATs.
May 11, 2025 at 3:03 PM
Today I walked with a group of friends, across the moors, from Saltaire to Ilkley. Bar t’at an’ all. #yorkshire
May 4, 2025 at 5:21 PM
I brought Anna’s bear and a birthday bun to her woodland grave today.
May 1, 2025 at 11:02 AM
Today should have been my daughter’s 16th birthday.
May 1, 2025 at 9:34 AM
The time of year when the cat chases the sunbeams.
April 30, 2025 at 9:37 AM
Happy Easter.
April 20, 2025 at 12:09 PM
Pickle locates and occupies the sunlight.
April 12, 2025 at 8:25 AM
Break for lunch.
April 8, 2025 at 10:09 AM
Just heading out to Värmdö on the 434 bus.
April 7, 2025 at 8:06 AM
The powerful scent of dill rising as you descend the escalator into Hötorgshallet was an abiding memory of my time in Stockholm in the 1990s. Not so much dill as fish and cheese this time, and it seems more touristy than I recall. Decent fish soup for lunch.
April 5, 2025 at 10:07 AM
There is years of work going on to the civic infrastructure around Slussen in Stockholm. Literally ‘the sluice’, Slussen is where lake Mälaran gives way to the Baltic Sea, where Stockholm (the islet on logs) was founded. Looks like it’s going to be grand.
April 5, 2025 at 9:20 AM
First morning in Stockholm. The view from my Airbnb apartment in Gamla Stan.
April 5, 2025 at 7:07 AM
Experimenting with gluten-free recipes. Lentil and spinach bread.
March 27, 2025 at 9:50 AM
Me (thinks): Siri, add clarified butter to the shopping list, please.
Siri:
March 26, 2025 at 11:28 AM
March 22, 2025 at 4:19 PM