…because that’s always a fun thing to write about. Last year saw broccoli, confused Christians and avoidant men.
In the year from March 2018-April 2019, here’s what people have been searching for to get to the blog. (more…)
Hello everyone (all three of you),
This blog will be taking a little break for the next few days, because my mother is here. Normal service will resume on the w/c 3rd September.
In the meantime, here are some of my favourite blogs which you can peruse while I’m away: (more…)
The other day a Wonderful Thing happened with my flat. If you’ve been following the Flat Saga, you will know that Wonderful Things are not often forthcoming around here, so when they do happen I get Very Excited.
Now I’m going to stop using Gratuitous Capitals and start happy-screaming.
And breathe. OK, coherent writing. You’re a writer, scar, remember?
Right. Yes. Here’s what happened last weekend. (more…)
The latest instalment in a series in which I answer the ongoing question “How do you fit it all in?”, which people ask me when I tell them what I do. (more…)
The fourth instalment in a series in which I answer the ongoing question “How do you fit it all in?”, which people ask me when I tell them what I do. (more…)
The second instalment in a series in which I answer the ongoing question “How do you fit it all in?”, which people ask me when I tell them what I do.
Last week was especially busy and I’m not even sure why. Sometimes things just go like that. I also find it difficult to work efficiently when I have a lot of meetings and calls scheduled, and last week was full of those. (more…)
How do people end up on my blog? Not many of them do. Most of my readers are me, looking back through what I’ve written to berate myself about how stupid it sounds a few days later.
But some people read it. And some of them got here through some pretty odd keyword searches… (more…)
I haven’t posted since my review of Force of Nature on the 15th of January, which was a cheat post anyway because I wrote it last June. Before that I did my End of Year Reflections, plus a few other posts thinking about the year that had just happened and the one that was coming up.
Well, suffice it to say 2017 wasn’t exactly excellent. For the past few years I’ve adopted a Russian tradition of writing a wish for the upcoming year on a piece of paper, burning it, then tipping the ash into a glass of champagne and drinking it as I welcome in the new year. This year I didn’t get a chance to do that, but if I had then my wish would have been for the year to be better than 2017.
This week I’ve mainly been based in London, with a couple of trips elsewhere.
On Tuesday I went to the Roundhouse in Camden. I’d previously only thought of it as a gig venue, where I saw Amanda Palmer perform her Daily Mail Song and more recently saw Neutral Milk Hotel and sang along in the audience to King of Carrot Flowers. (I commented to my friend at the time that it’s probably one of the very few occasions when you’d get a load of people of all sort of religious/non-religious beliefs yelling “I LOVE YOU JESUS CHRIST” across a room.)