I was of a mood to visit my old haunt of Camden Town yesterday morning and after a swift Italian coffee and a train across the city, I was once again reunited with this grubby (but infinitely curious and somewhat endearing) corner of North London. To argue that everything is just as I left it…
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A dialogue
A dialogue Carefully settling his steaming cup of extremely hot coffee and throwing his knapsack under the desk, he signs into the computer and turns to the freelancer who’s been working in the office for about a week-or-so now. “Good morning,” she says before he’s able to offer the same. “Good morning,” he gives…
A Mural in Westbourne Park
Just a quick one today. I recently started a journalism course near Westbourne Park, West London. On my way to class last week, I caught site of this impressive mural on an otherwise wholly unremarkable street. I’ll post something more substantial in the the next week or so. You can now follow my increasingly strange…
A Typical London Argument
The altercation, as transcribed exactly by your correspondent, with neither editing, censor nor commentary, occurred between three persons at the Docklands Light Rail station in Shadwell, a district in the Borough of Tower Hamlets, East London. It is the belief of the writer that what follows is the direct realisation and representational analogue to those most…
Aftermath of the Grenfell London Tower Fire
I woke this morning to a rather peculiar text message from my employer warning that transport around the office had been disrupted due to a major fire in a West London tower block. Knowing nothing more of the incident, I quickly went to BBC News and was staggered by the images of Grenfell Tower ablaze in the early…
Press to reset the world
It’s been quite a few weeks since I published anything, so please accept my apologies. We were in East London at the weekend and had time to photograph the new street art on display for your pleasure. Just a short post today as I’ve been having trouble typing recently. Hopefully the pictures will speak for themselves….
A typical Antifa demonstrator’s protest experience as told through a Spotify playlist
A typical Antifa demonstrator’s protest experience as told through a Spotify playlist “Come out and Play” – The Offspring . “I Wanna Be Heard” – Social Unrest “Fuck the USA” – The Exploited “Resisting Tyrannical Government” – Propagandhi “Kill the President” – The Offspring “Nazi Punks Fuck Off” – Dead Kennedys “And We Fight” –…
When Eddie Van Halen met Allan Holdsworth
Allan Holdsworth: 1946-2017 Since I have been somewhat under the radar over the last few days, I am a little behind on the news. Sadly, I discovered this morning that one of my all time favourite guitar players, Allan Holdsworth, passed away over the weekend. You will not find an obituary for Allan in any of the popular newspapers, and I…
Do not pad ignorance with eloquence
Yesterday afternoon I found myself in that peculiarly liminal space between the end of one book and the beginning of another. I am usually careful to set up my next read well in advance, however, on this particular occasion, I’d hit a dead end. There are more books on the shelf in the living room than there is time…
Back in Camden Town – Street Art Gallery
Camden Town Street Art or: Staying Busy While the Woman is Away. Herself has been in Greece visiting family this week. As a result, I’ve been at somewhat of a loose end back home in London. While it’s only been a few days, in even that short time the flat looks like a hurricane blew through and, in…
Morewell
Keep the Aspidistra Flying – George Orwell (1936) After my review of George Orwell: A Literary Life last week, I decided to Google-up on what’s going on in the Orwell universe as of late. One link follows another and, as these things tend to play themselves out, I am now registered to attend an all day conference on the author’s work…
There is no such thing as revenge
George Orwell: A Literary Life – Peter Davison (1996) It is said that everybody needs a hobby, but that is not to say you should be limited to only one. While some of my hobbies could be described as practical in their scope, such as learning a new language or exercising, over the last few…
If only it were all so simple!
The Gulag Archipelago – Alexander Solzhenitsyn (1973) The Mission – In an attempt to better keep track of my reading, I have settled on the idea that creating a short a post on the book with which I am currently engaged might prove a productive and useful undertaking. For the last 2 weeks, I have been spending every spare moment utterly transfixed by Alexander Solzhenitsyn’s The Gulag…
The gift that keeps on giving
You know how it is, you’re in a second-hand bookshop on a Saturday afternoon, indifferently leafing through anything that comes to hand and, for whatever reason, you suddenly fix on something that catches you’re attention. I picked up a copy of Content Provider: Selected Short Prose Pieces 2011-2016(2016, Faber & Faber) by the comedian Stewart Lee and noticed…
The Plan
I happened upon this sign in my office kitchen this afternoon. I did a bit of snooping online and found that some have referred to this document as the Genesis of Shit. I thought it was mildly amusing so took a photo. Enjoy: You can now follow my adventures on Instagram here.