Just noticed that I haven’t posted anything since the 1st of January. Er – been busy…
Earlier this month my good friend Lucy Watt asked me to play some tunes at her 40th birthday party. The timings of the evening (and because lots of people were lightweights and left before 12) meant I didn’t really get to play what I’d prepared. But rather than it going to waste, I have put together a Spotify playlist:
OK, Last Jedi: bit of a mess but a v. enjoyable one. Some great set pieces. But more homily than epic.
The cat’s a bit perplexed by today’s snow.
I’m usually sympathetic to buskers. But The Birdy Song? On a Wednesday morning?
I appear to be on a tube carriage with the members of a Japanese punk band. \m/ 🙂
Given recent experience it is difficult to laugh anymore. Anticipating PM Rees-Mogg with horror.
Get your teeth into a small slice — the cake of liberty"Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll" by Ian Dury
It has become my habit that at the end of each year to put together a “best of” playlist of the music that I have been listening to, or has meant something, that year. I am very very late publishing the 2016 version. Various computer problems got in the way of compiling the playlist and then…
A couple of Saturday’s ago (17 June 2017) I spent a great day with some friends wandering around the gardens and squares of Southwark and the City as part of the Open Garden Squares weekend. A trip kindly organised by my friend Emily. I visited five, very different, gardens in total and the gallery shows a photo from each of them. It was a very hot and sunny day so afterwards we cooled off with a drink on a boat on the Thames. This was followed by a very good Italian meal in Soho.
More photos here.
More about the extraordinary story of the old burial ground of Crossbones here.
Wikipedia entry on the Victorian social reformer Octavia Hill is here.
I used to think it was clever to confuse comedy with tragedy. Now I wish I could distinguish them.From "A Murder of Quality" by John le Carré