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. Continue reading “How Do You Fit It All In? #16”
I used to live in Oxfordshire, so I have several friends who still live in and around the city. I don’t see them as often as I’d like, so last week I got on the Oxford Tube and headed over there to catch up with one of them.
The friend in question lives on a canal boat, which is one of those things that seems romantic and lovely but is probably quite difficult in reality. A few of my Oxford friends live in boats moored along its waterways, and from time to time one of them will try to persuade me that I’d enjoy it too. But I grew up in a caravan and I know that life doesn’t often reflect romantic ideals. I have had quite enough experience of emptying my own toilet, and these days I much prefer being connected to the London sewer system. Continue reading “Wednesday Wanderings: Oxford’s Canal”
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.)