Sunday, December 22nd, 2013


Swansong for Santa

In my childhood, “His Master’s Voice” was not the lady of the house but phenomena that waxed even warmer and needed to be wound up to give voice. They were records set, not by Usain Bolt, but a large record company, RCA Victor. Those thick, black discs carried on their labels pictures of a dog named Nipper, with his face stuck in a large brass phonograph cylinder. “Why the dog trying to eat the gramophone?” I asked my Grandmother. “He teeth go break!” Unfortunately, His Master’s Voice was almost impossibleRead More

Tony Deyal

About Tony Deyal

Tony Deyal is a Caribbean journalist who believes laughter is the best medicine.