Good to be back in the old neighbourhood

Putting a pin through the past. The welcoming scene to greet me as I arrived at Camden Road Overground Station last night was that of a drunken old tramp relieving himself against a tree. It was good to be back in the old neighbourhood and to see that so little had changed since I finished working here almost six months ago….

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…

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.  

Mistress May won’t take a nay

I posted yesterday, but since my new job is taking up nearly every moment of my day, I’ve decided to make a point of posting whenever I have even so much as a spare second. Even now I’m juggling this post with dinner in the oven, a blocked kitchen sink, and a stack of laundry to…

Getting back into the groove

After a short time away, your faithful corespondent is back at his blog. To be honest, it’s been a long month and I’ve barely had a moment to myself since September. All I have to show for myself as far as photography goes is a picture that I took a fortnight ago and that I’m using as the…

Destroy

I will be leaving my job in Camden in a few weeks, and, as a result,  I see significantly less street art featuring on this site in future – a great shame. Until then, I’m trying to photograph as much new work as possible. We’re experiencing somewhat of a “heatwave” in London at the moment…

Be careful! Got it!

Things move fast in this town and I was made sure of that when I went for a walk before lunch and stumbled across a whole heap of street art pieces that seem to have materialized out of thin air over the weekend. I had to move a few bins and jump a few walls…

Everything is awesome

Strange though it may seem, the only thing I enjoy more than going on some wild and drunken travel adventure is the returning home. No matter how brief the journey, I get a real kick out of seeing what’s changed in my absence and I’m certain that this partiality can be traced back to my…

This blog needs you!

Critical Dispatches has made it onto the shortlist for the Blog Awards Ireland 2016 and now I need your help! If you have enjoyed any of my work on this blog, could I please ask that you click on the image below and vote for Critical Dispatches. Frustratingly, there looks to be a requirement that you create an…

The story of last night

“Maybe we’ll find a little adventure,” joked Herself as we headed out for a walk in the neighbourhood after dinner last night. We live in one of London’s quieter districts and the evenings tend to be tame on this side of town. We’re low-key people. We like it that way. Nearing the end of our…

What we did at the oyster festival 

One of the upsides to spending my weekends and summer holidays washing pots and dishes in a seafood restaurant on the Irish Coast as a teenager was that I was able to sample and acquire a taste for a wide range of strange and exotic foods whose very mention – almost without exception – induced…

A nod of the head

I wrote on Monday that I would be checking in on you later in the week, but I sincerely didn’t think it would be this soon. I caught sight of these new murals by Flesh031, Tony Boy and Amara Por Dio while collecting my lunch this afternoon. Enjoy! You can now follow my adventures on Instagram…

The changing of the guard

As much of a disappointment as it was to see last month’s mural in Stucley Place being defaced almost as soon as it had been painted, it looks as though that unfortunate piece has been succeeded by this work by Australian artist James Reka: Just a short post today as I have quite a lot…

Alexander the Great and Optic Neuritis

It’s been a very interesting couple weeks and right now I am hauled up in my West London flat, having been excused from work on account of a wicked case of Optic Neuritis that has totally messed up the sight in my right eye. I’m popping enough pills to have made Hunter Thompson take note…