the end of an era…
This week I am in mourning (sort of) for my local M&S on Fenchurch Street, which finally closed it’s doors for good last Friday. I first went in to buy myself a huge and mood improving bed-picnic...
View Articlehere comes the sun!
And it’s back to the grind tomorrow after what should have been the final of the seemingly endless long weekends, the first of them consisting mostly of spreadsheet building, database caching and...
View Articlethink pink!
And it’s August already! July has flown past with a whoosh of theatre trips (unusual for me, although they would be less so if we had a few more flamenco festivals), blockbuster films and – finally –...
View ArticleI don’t care what the weatherman says…
The heat and humidity has been back and with it my nemesis, the London mosquito. Thankfully I spotted the vicious little bastard before it could do as much damage as last time (when an onlooker could...
View Articlewell, that was odd…
Or alternatively, it seems that both I and the folks at the London Film Festival decided to be properly prepared after the catastrophic ticketing failure last year – yay! Last Wednesday morning at...
View Articlestairs, premieres, & very fat bears…
And it’s October! I began the month with a visit to the Lookout at 8 Bishopsgate, one of the newest ways to take a long ride in a lift and with a lovely view (although sadly not of my building, unlike...
View Articleand (as promised) the winner is…
…Grazer! All hail the fat bear Queen! The annual cinema-fest which makes up October is at an end, and with a side trip to the opera too! Despite the appalling weather, I wasn’t going to pass up a half...
View ArticleI went, I saw and I conquered!
And some pictorial proof above from the top floor of One Canada Square and with even more thanks to everybody who contributed; 48 floors and 1031 steps later we have (so far) raised £470 for the Felix...
View Articlefive gold rings…
Well it is the fifth day of Christmas after all, and I am freshly back from a good singsong at the Felix Project carol service in South Ken last night (which has given me an irredeemably sore throat...
View Articlenot long now…
The season is well underway, the Christmas break looms ever closer and I am getting very much into the Christmas spirit, hastened by a special trip to see everybody’s favourite festive tale of suicide...
View Articlethe end of no man’s land…
And with that, we move into 2024 and Christmas is over with for another year, although as somebody who favours peace and quiet above anything else it’s not a particularly frenetic time of year and...
View Articlebirthday
Well I try not to miss a birthday blog, even if it’s an exceptionally brief one out of sheer necessity. As a fair few will know, the next couple of weeks will be my last at Monument; the extortionate...
View Articleback to square one…
So after four (mostly happy, if expensive) years, last week saw me close the door to my Monument flat for the final time, although to be fair I haven’t been living in it for almost a month. It had...
View Articlefifty eight days later…
A few weeks on, and everything is steadily returning to normal, the unpacking is just about done with (and is gradually morphing into the being-terrified-things-I-can’t-find-have-got-lost; my clothes...
View Articlehappy easter!
Easter is here, and a four day weekend! I’ll keep this one fairly brief after the behemoth of last week, as time is ticking. The current Bank Holiday plan (as ever) means having more to do than any...
View Articleand they’re up!
After a lot of faff and fanfare, a couple of aborted attempts and even this last successful try almost coming to grief too upon the discovery that the phone-holding bit attached to my ancient tripod...
View Articlego wild in the country…
And after an unforeseen but brief blog hiatus thanks to unforeseen fuckery, it’s business as (almost) usual, and everything is ticking over nicely! The intervening time has seen a nice walk down to...
View Articlewhen we say Cypress, you say…
And it’s two months on from my first trip ever to the Royal Albert Hall, despite my first ever gig in London being thirty six and a bit years ago in 1987 (The Cure at Wembley Arena, for anybody...
View Articleput the needle on the record…
I will never learn. If an event takes place west of Pimlico, it is not for me. If it takes place far enough West to be in Zone 3, I should dismiss it instantly and not even think about going. If I am...
View Articlea quiet place…
It really is! November that is – at least once Guy Fawkes night is over. Even the fireworks don’t seem as loud as they were, although the trip down to the celebrations in Battersea Park a couple of...
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