Music To Walk Home To

In this post I mentioned that “no-one I like or trust” would recommend U2 to me. This was proved on Wednesday evening when, over a pint and a man-chat with James, I let slip that I have a Phil Collins song on my iPod, and that I like it. It was the closest I’ve seen… Continue reading Music To Walk Home To

My Knee-Jerk Politics

Approaching Tooting Station this morning, I saw two nice young people handing out leaflets. As I passed them, I smiled and took one, without stopping. I think I just caught the headline “Fair Deal For Tooting Station” and then I saw that horrible scribbly-tree logo, and the word “Conservatives”. I involuntarily blurted, “Oh! No thanks”,… Continue reading My Knee-Jerk Politics

Ten Years Is A Long Time

About ten years ago, two people sat in a restaurant and made a deal, about a particular house, in a particular street, and about a particular relationship between them, the house, and their roles, and the future of those roles. No, not Tony Blair and Gordon Brown. Mairi and I. Now, ten years later, the… Continue reading Ten Years Is A Long Time

Sorrento Travelogue 3 – Tuesday

I’ve been told that I shouldn’t be blogging about last September when I have more important recent events that I should be blogging about. Well excuse me! I refer you to the blog of Achewood character Pat Reynolds… Today we took the hydrofoil across the bay to Capri, where the rich and beautiful people go.… Continue reading Sorrento Travelogue 3 – Tuesday