In this world nothing can be said to be certain in Jewish comedy, to corrupt a famous aphorism, except the Edinburgh Festival Fringe. At least until last year, when Covid put paid to the month-long festival for the first…
I saw Blazing Saddles when I was in high school. It stars Cleavon Little as the new black sherrif who turns up to take control of a small, conservative Western town. It’s one of those lifechanging films. Mel Brooks is mind-bendingly…
In the summer of 1924 in Paris, as a stadium of 60,000 people looked on, British Jewish track-and-field star Harold Abrahams won the Olympic gold medal in the 100-metre race. Running under the flag of Great Britain, Abrahams beat competitors from 44 nations, becoming the…
God knows why, but Bob Dylan has agreed to speak to me on the subject of the Nobel Prize. Call it an exclusive. We arrange to meet in Clissold Park, where I often walk with my dog, Lobos. Among the park’s many attractions are two goats; one named Bob, the other Dylan. It is they who…
Ec chajim is a new Progressive community, mostly made up of families with children, although our oldest regular is 95. I think it’s very important to create connections between generations. I myself want to listen to stories and…
As a child growing up, I was aware from an early age of the impact of the Holocaust on our post-war Jewish family. My mother would talk of her Belgian cousins, captured by the Vichy government after fleeing to France, and of the fate…
If the past year has taught us anything, it is to savour every kind of entertainment we can enjoy from home, be it via the TV, radio or internet. Radio holds a special place in my heart, a love affair which began in earnest when, aged just eight, I won a brand new Bush radio in a raffle (with…
“What’s a census?” my little brother asked. “Well it’s a survey…” I began. “Is it geography related?” he interrupted, his eyes narrowing. “Because lockdown is boring enough.” I’m a geography student at Edinburgh University, so I get very excited over census, but 2021 could cause…
There’s an apocryphal story of Yosef Kahaneman, rabbi of the Ponevezh Yeshiva in the 20th century, travelling through Rome in a cab. From the back seat, he calls to his driver to stop at the Arch of Titus. He gets out and, as he approaches the monument, starts shouting at its depiction of…