{"id":48180,"date":"2015-04-03T19:00:37","date_gmt":"2015-04-03T08:00:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.booktopia.com.au\/?p=48180"},"modified":"2016-03-01T09:23:27","modified_gmt":"2016-02-29T23:23:27","slug":"video-robert-dessaix-on-life-love-and-humbug","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/blog\/2015\/04\/03\/video-robert-dessaix-on-life-love-and-humbug\/","title":{"rendered":"VIDEO: Robert Dessaix on life, love and humbug"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Robert Dessaix is a writer, translator, broadcaster and occasional essayist, responsible for the acclaimed memoirs <a href=\"http:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/a-mother-s-disgrace-robert-dessaix\/prod9780732297374.html\"><em>A Mother&#8217;s Disgrace<\/em><\/a> and <a href=\"http:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/on-humbug-robert-dessaix\/prod9780522856033.html\"><em>As I Was Saying<\/em><\/a>. He chats to Caroline Baum about his latest book <a href=\"http:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/what-days-are-for-robert-dessaix\/prod9780857985767.html\"><em>What Days Are For<\/em><\/a>.<\/p>\n<p><iframe title=\"Robert Dessaix on life, love and humbug\" width=\"1250\" height=\"703\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/yEmSiCr4Iw0?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h1 style=\"text-align:left;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/what-days-are-for-robert-dessaix\/prod9780857985767.html\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-45371 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/booktopiabooks.files.wordpress.com\/2014\/10\/what-days-are-for.jpg?w=192\" alt=\"what-days-are-for\" width=\"192\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a>What Days Are For<\/h1>\n<h2>by Robert Dessaix<\/h2>\n<p><b>Witty, acerbic, insightful musings from Robert Dessaix, one of Australia&#8217;s finest writers.<\/b><\/p>\n<p>One Sunday night in Sydney, Robert Dessaix collapses in a gutter in Darlinghurst, and is helped to his hotel by a kind young man wearing a T-shirt that says FUCK YOU. What follows are weeks in hospital, tubes and cannulae puncturing his body, as he recovers from the heart attack threatening daily to kill him.<\/p>\n<p>While lying in the hospital bed, Robert chances upon Philip Larkin&#8217;s poem &#8216;Days&#8217;. What, he muses, have his days been for? What and who has he loved \u2013 and why?<\/p>\n<p>This is vintage Robert Dessaix. His often surprisingly funny recollections range over topics as eclectic as intimacy, travel, spirituality, enchantment, language and childhood, all woven through with a heightened sense of mortality.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/what-days-are-for-robert-dessaix\/prod9780857985767.html\" target=\"_blank\"><strong>Grab a copy of <em>What Days Are For<\/em> here<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Robert Dessaix is a writer, translator, broadcaster and occasional essayist, responsible for the acclaimed memoirs A Mother&#8217;s Disgrace and As I Was Saying. He chats to Caroline Baum about his latest book What Days Are For. &nbsp; What Days Are For by Robert Dessaix Witty, acerbic, insightful musings from Robert Dessaix, one of Australia&#8217;s finest writers. One Sunday night in Sydney, Robert Dessaix collapses in a gutter in Darlinghurst, and is helped to his hotel by a kind young man wearing a T-shirt that says FUCK YOU. What follows are weeks in hospital, tubes and cannulae puncturing his body, as he recovers from the heart attack threatening daily to kill him. While lying in the hospital bed, Robert chances upon Philip Larkin&#8217;s poem &#8216;Days&#8217;. What, he muses, have his days been for? What and who has he loved \u2013 and why? This is vintage Robert Dessaix. His often surprisingly funny recollections range over topics as eclectic as intimacy, travel, spirituality, enchantment, language and childhood, all woven through with a heightened sense of mortality. Grab a copy of What Days Are For here<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":""},"categories":[4,24],"tags":[4531,6383,6485],"acf":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48180"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=48180"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48180\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":55942,"href":"https:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48180\/revisions\/55942"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=48180"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=48180"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.booktopia.com.au\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=48180"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}