No book + Delayed tube journey = idle inspiration

Stressed and without reading material but determined to make the most of a delayed tube journey, on Wednesday evening I found some pleasure in discovering the following: 1) A book with an online trailerThe Last Exile (trashy looking book) tube carriage ad implores the reader to watch the trailer and buy the book at http://www.borders.co.uk. … Continue reading →

Note to self: say my name, say my name (both of them)

The first time it happened I was a young, drunk twentysomething swimming out of her depth with the soaks in the Colony. “And you are …?”, the older, drunker, posher woman drawled, sprawled across the lap of someone related to the famous and talented. “Louise.” I answered. “Louise who?” she hooted back, irritated. “Brown” I … Continue reading →

Families, Pacificists, Jingoists and Philatelists Unite

Watched The Culture Show last night on BBC Two and saw a piece on Steve McQueen‘s latest works. The big feature was Hunger, his first feature film about the IRA Hunger Strikes of the early 80s (if you haven’t read Bobby Sands’ diary of that time, I suggest you do, it’s very moving). I haven’t … Continue reading →