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← Back to all issuesGranta 61: The Sea
Spring 1998
We would not be without the sea. Without the sea, no clouds, no rain, no rivers, no life. We play at its edges, we put down nets and feed from it, we send cargo across its ruffling surface. Yet it remains the wildest, least-known part of the planet. For too long we have turned our backs to it. This issue looks outward again, with James Hamilton-Paterson, Julia Blackburn, Neal Ascherson, and more.
From this Issue
Essays & Memoir|Granta 61
Essays & Memoir|Granta 61
Unspeakable Rituals
Paul Theroux
‘Whenever people ask me about travel I always suspect they are buttonholing me, eager to relate amazing adventures of their own’.
Fiction|Granta 61
Fiction|Granta 61
The Mermaid
Julia Blackburn
‘The man was still there poised in indecision and staring at the thing which lay heaped at his feet.’
Essays & Memoir|Granta 61
Essays & Memoir|Granta 61
Scotland’s Last Great Artefact
Stephen Gill
'In December 1964, the Cunard Line placed its order for the ship that turned out to be the last great transatlantic liner'.
Fiction|Granta 61
Fiction|Granta 61
The Seventh Man
Haruki Murakami
‘I looked up at the sky. A few grey cotton chunks of cloud hung there, motionless.’
Essays & Memoir|Granta 61
Essays & Memoir|Granta 61
News Shark
Robert Drewe
‘By the time I was nineteen I was in a spin: hyperactive with selfconsciousness, excitement, sadness and suddenly assumed–and ill-fitting–maturity’.
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And Never Come Up
John Biguenet
‘Was there a story? Yes, there was always a story .Did you write this one down? I've written them all down’.
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Into the Wind
N. A. M. Rodger
In the days of Francis Drake, the Armada and Queen Elizabeth’s war with Spain, the...
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Trawling for Facts
Will Hobson
Less than one-hundredth of a per cent of the deep sea has been glimpsed; astronauts...
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Snapper On Board
William Scammell
The Cunard’s Queens, the Mary and Elizabeth, each carried two thousand passengers and almost as...
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Sea-Towers
Bella Bathurst
The lighthouse is petrified in affectionate memory. Its image has been used so often–by charities,...
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The Case For Butterfish
Neal Ascherson
The ship had left the port of Varna in Bulgaria, the passengers had dined and...
Essays & Memoir|Granta 61
Essays & Memoir|Granta 61
The Boy Who Watched the Ships Go By
Orhan Pamuk
‘For the last thirty years I've been keeping track of the ships that sail through the Bosporus.’