Archive for June, 2009

If you pass by here from time to time you’ll perhaps already know that I’m a big fan of Pixelh8 – so I was intrigued by this piece of art that he’s been involved with. In essence the background behind it is like one of those children’s books where the pages are cut into strips […]

You can blame Rhodri for this. He’s been wandering down memory lane and I’ve decided to join him for a while, (different lane mind but you get my drift). Many years ago I “worked” for a band, a band called, (in fact still called), Magoo – I say “worked” because I had no idea what I […]

A Secret Garden


A day in Norwich – a fine city. For a variety of reasons including a desire to visit the Plantation Garden – a little known Victorian garden hidden away near the Catholic cathedral. Apparently it seems that in 1856, a prosperous upholsterer and cabinet maker living in Norwich, took a long lease on an industrial site […]

Everyday I think about dying. About disease, starvation, violence, terrorism, war, the end of the world. It helps keep my mind off things. Survivor by Roger McGough from Blazing Fruit (Selected Poems 1967-1987)

Fabulous news ! I managed to secure a couple of tickets for Interesting 2009 earlier today – when the first batch of one hundred went on sale today. Interesting 2008 was one of the highlights of last year so I wouldn’t have missed the chance to get to this year’s event for the world. There […]

Pretty In Pink


A day in the garden.

I spent most of yesterday at a football tournament out in the flatlands of Cambridgeshire. As ever there was a lot of waiting around (and Charlie Watt’s thinks he’s had it bad) however that did leave an awful lot of time for cloud watching – an activity I recommend to you. For the keen amongst […]

I mentioned (thanks to Anne I Like) the special ‘Celebration of Postman’s Park’ being presented by the Watts Gallery and it’s now slowly filtered through to the papers. This piece in The Times talks of the event and of the newly unveiled memorial to Mr Leigh Pitt.

Micro Machines


Having lived in the wilds of East Anglia for my entire life with relatives living outside of Leeds and a sister who went to university in Bradford I must have travelled past the site of the Bubble Car Museum many many times. So what I cannot understand (and yes, I’ve tried to work it out […]