Me, three years ago:
I just explored one of the last unopened boxes that I packed before leaving Melbourne eighteen months ago. Amongst the electronic gear stuffed inside was an ancient Sony Discman. I popped the lid open and found Disc 2 of a three-CD set of John Cage’s Etudes Australes. It looks like I left the country in a bigger hurry than I remembered.
Me, this weekend:
I just pulled that old Sony Discman again, having stashed it away for a year after its behaviour became too erratic. I popped the lid open and found Disc 2 of a three-CD set again; this time of The Barton Workshop plays Morton Feldman. It looks like I’m even less careful and organised than I realised.
Get Off My Lawn!
Thursday 13 August 2009
Damn kids. I’d take a potshot at them but then I remember they actually are native to this country so it’s probably illegal.
Lying Low
Thursday 30 April 2009
Things have been quiet lately. In real life, not just on the blog. I’ve been saving up and settling into new surroundings. Writing some more music.
Brockley Farewell
Monday 13 April 2009
No more dormobiles, but this last visitor to my old home in South London has added a final twist to the whole, mysterious affair.
Pause
Tuesday 7 April 2009
The world won’t let me stay put. After having to move unexpectedly at the start of last year, it now turns out I need to find somewhere else to live in the next few weeks. Excuse me if updates are a bit spotty while I get a new place, broadband etc.
Another Voynich Enigma Cleared Up
Sunday 5 April 2009
After sorting out the true meaning behind the Voynich Manuscript, and uncovering the Voynich Manchester lurking in East London, another revelation. Thanks to the anonymous commenter who disclosed that the mysterious Edward-Kelley Lorem-Ipsum style curtains can be bought at Argos for £10 a pair.
In fact, they can be had for as low as £8.99 if you get them in terracotta, or for as much as £19.59 if you want them ‘natural’. Judging from the customer reviews on the website, they’re very popular with cheapskate landlords; but it beats me why anyone would voluntarily waste their time writing about stupid curtains on the internet.
They’re Doing It On Purpose
Saturday 14 March 2009
Another week, another VW camper parked outside my house. Pretty blue, though.
What are they trying to tell us?
Friday 6 March 2009
Make that six outside my house.
There he goes again
Thursday 26 February 2009
The worst of the winter seems to have passed, and so the Volkswagen Campers have started parking outside my house again. This is the fifth one to lurk beneath my window.
Damn it all, is he going to post anything substantial this year?
Friday 16 January 2009
Yeah, but it’ll be a bit spotty over the next week or two. In the meantime, here’s Dormobile Number Seventeen, a fine left-hand drive specimen spotted on the same block and Numbers Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, and Twelve.
“you can’t be a dickhead here, not for a moment!”
Wednesday 7 January 2009
… died at the age of 47, apparently worn down by the excesses of alcohol and other substances, in particular, his favourite codeine-based cough syrup.
Flowers By Irene
Thursday 4 December 2008
Ok, this is what, the fourth? Kombi that’s been parked across the street from my house in the past month. At least this one is a more cheerful colour.
Guy Fawkes’ Month
Monday 27 October 2008
Out my window I can hear that it’s the time of year when fireworks start going off around the neighbourhood again.
Shouldn’t they all be fleeing south for the winter?
Sunday 26 October 2008
Dear Blog, I have an unclaimed council wheelie bin which has been standing on the pavement outside my front gate for four weeks, without being stolen, thrown into the street, tipped over, kicked around, or commandeered by kids for use in an impromptu chariot race. Is this a record? And why doesn’t anybody want the thing?
On the other hand, the Dormobile of Doom has vanished from outside my house, only to replaced by two more. The damned things are multiplying. On the bright side, these specimens have a more benign appearance.
Unlucky Thirteen
Monday 29 September 2008
This’ll learn me for talking too much about death. The Brockley Dormobiles are still growing in numbers, and yesterday afternoon I awoke to find my house had been visited by this dilapidated Kombi Van of Doom.
Needless to say, I went back to bed and waited until the hand-sprayed harbinger had clattered away.
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