Published by Promoting Economic Pluralism
Verity is an emeritus professor of economics now living in a retirement apartment with her husband, Thomas, after a distinguished career. She writes a regular column for The Mint on her reflections on current events and exogenous incidents.
A Jamaican herbal brew holds promise for the good Professor’s errant entrepreneur friend. Last week, I was somewhat startled by Prinz Charlz, our local herbal entrepreneur, knocking at my window.
The good professor sings Chicago and thinks it’s time to question a broadcasting dynasty. Please, nobody mention the Dimblebys. I used to be a fan. The melodious Richard on the
We had snatched a festive triumph from the jaws of defeat. Then the canine went crackers. I will be so glad to see Christmas over. The last few weeks have
Verity discovers that when the wise man points at the moon, the fool looks at the finger. Thomas, my husband of forty years, has a new project. It keeps him
Life’s bare necessities are revealed in death to Professor Verity Bastion. Nowadays I attend more funerals than cocktail parties. They can be quite jolly affairs and it is remarkable what
How a locked door gave a young Verity a momentary release, but left her trapped under a glass ceiling. Vivaldi had four seasons. In Britain we have five: spring, summer,