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Med «postmoderne» mener jeg grovt sett den tankestrømningen som avviser at det finnes totale størrelser, universelle verdier, store historiske fortellinger, solid grunnlag for menneskets eksistens og mulighet for objektiv viten. Postmodernismen er skeptisk til sannhet, enhet og fremskritt, står i opposisjon til det den anser som elitisme i kulturen, har en tilbøyelighet til kulturrelativisme og hyller pluralisme, diskontinuitet og heterogenitet.

In February [1997], they were lined up to receive a Lifetime Achievement Award at the BRITs. Pulp's Jarvis Cocker was set to present them with the award, but Barry [Gibb] asked for someone else, since Jarvis had wiggled his bum for the cameras when Michael Jackson performed an overwrought ‘Earth Song’ at the BRITs two years earlier.

Robin [Gibb] was confident enough to give this as his parting shot in 1973: ‘England is now far behind the rest of the world's music scene.’ Take that, Aladdin Sane.

Men som vår venn Nils pleide å si: Hva er vel 30 års mislykket ekteskap i et langt liv.

Jeg går inn på et toalett og låser døren, stiller meg foran vasken og nikker takknemlig til speilbildet. Utover at ansiktet er maskulint ustelt og håret av en varsom, nypult karakter, noe som for øvrig er misvisende, men profitabelt, er antrekket avslappet og valget av tekstil og farger uten videre eklatant.

Suzanne er Annas intellektuelle alibi. Fra samme strøk, men aldri en del av gjengen. Da Anna og venninnene begynte å drikke og suge pikk satt Suzanne hjemme og leste Jane Austen.

“This is an unreal place,” [Abraham] Pais wrote in his diary in February 1948. “Bohr comes into my office to talk, I look out the window and see Einstein walking home with his assistant. Two offices away sits Dirac. Downstairs sits Oppenheimer....” It [Institute of Advanced Study, Princeton] was a concentration of scientific talent like no other in the world... except, of course, Los Alamos.

«Kræbs er meget fülsomme», har Keiseren sagt. «De schammer sich düpt når de blir kokt. Det kan man se på rødmen.»

Because his legs were all gone to hell he disported himself about town by means of two second-hand crutches. These exertions caused him to sweat and smell a fair amount, enough, at any rate, to earn him the nickname of Mobile Armpit.

I had a bedsit on the Warwick Road in Earl’s Court and Marc [Almond] had one on the next floor up, and Madonna needed somewhere to stay, so she crashed at Marc’s bedsit and we used to have breakfast together every morning. She was great—she was just like us. She used to come up to Some Bizzare all the time when she was in London, because Warners was just around the corner. [Jane Rolink]

We felt Rough Trade were becoming a different kind of thing and great as they were, it was starting to feel a bit alien to us all. It was all very West London—Scritti Politti, The Raincoats, that kind of thing—and we were electronic and a bit different. And, apart from The Fall, we were the only weird Northern band on the label. Mark E. Smith was like, 'What do you mean everybody has fucking lentils for lunch?' [Stephen ' Mal' Malinder, Cabaret Voltaire]

But what he [Stevo] liked most about Neubauten were the things we considered the least important—aspects of the work that we were trying to steer away from to avoid being pigeonholed as a band who were just about destroying everything. Although we did enjoy destroying things from time to time. He was into sensation and controversy, and always wanted us to play somewhere where we could tear down the whole building and get on the front page of The Sun or something. So, he didn't have a strong artistic understanding of what we were doing, but that didn't really matter. [Mark Chung]

I did appreciate what he [Stevo] was trying to do with Some Bizzare, but I thought of him like a Throbbing Gristle record: I was glad he was around, but I really didn’t want to spend any time with him. [Jessamy Calkin]

Ollie's boyfriend – another trans boy – was also being seen and assessed by GIDS at the same time. This wasn't an uncommon occurrence at the service, and little was made of it. It seemingly wasn't explored why two female-bodied young people might identity as gay men rather than lesbians.

The lack of data stunned some of those who worked in GIDS. They couldn't understand how the service could not provide the data the court had asked for. 'It took the wind out of me,' one senior staff member at the time tells me. And made them furious. The Executive had found time to write papers about 'postmodernist, high-level theoretical ideas and stuff', they explain, but the service was not following up the children and young people it had cared for.