‘Tis the season to get married, or so it seems. All I hear is talk of stag dos and hen nights. Once upon a time these consisted of a drink of an evening, now things are far more complicated. An evening with select friends and family has now expanded into a weekend away. Trips are […]
It is well know that Mexican director Guillermo del Toro will make an independent arthouse film, such as The Devil’s Backbone or Chronos, followed by a major Hollywood studio financed picture, Blade II or Mimic. The foreign language independent movies are always the best and reached their zenith in Oscar winning Pan’s Labyrinth.
With the Hellboy […]
As I was walking over the Millennium Bridge this morning I noticed work being performed on the outside of Tate Modern. At long last the gigantic pieces of childish art that have adorned the exterior of the former power station are being removed.
The Graffiti Busters were on site with their ladders, sprays, special solutions for […]
I had a very odd dream last night; at least I think it was a dream. I am not even going to try and analyse the meaning. It really put the willies up me. The dream involved me answering my telephone, in itself something that would never happen.
I wished I had not – it was […]
Guess who I saw the other day. Go on, guess will ya? No, it was not that celebrity drug taker and wastrel Pete Doherty, for a change.
I was walking along Queen Victoria Street in the City. Where the road meets Cannon Street, outside the abandoned Burger King next to Mansion House underground station and over […]
When I was a small boy one Paul Francis Gadd asked me repeatedly if I wanted to join his gang. At the time a tin foil suit and platform heels seemed like an intriguing proposition.
With a hairbrush in place of a microphone, sticky play felt replacing facial side-burns, wide corduroy flares with a patch on […]
During my weekly shop, at Sainsbury’s in Whitechapel, I struggled to the checkout with a basket full of wine, carrots and oranges. All payment points were busy but I settled on the one which appeared to be the fastest moving.
However, I did not notice that I had situated myself behind a very old and frail […]
Why oh why have all the members of staff for London Underground, that I have come into contact with, been so rude? Do they receive special training in the art of unpleasantness? Or is it something they work hard at, developing their gruff unapproachable exterior over time? Or have I only had dealings with a […]
I recently received a rather unexpected email in my inbox from my dear friend Busby. He is presently residing in New York on a year long work placement thingy – all games design and software manipulation. His news was shocking; this kind of adventure never happens to him. He is a changed man. It got […]