Brockley Unplugged

A friends birthday (hope you had a nice one, Dave) took us to a pub in Brockley, SE15, on a Wednesday night. I’d only heard of the place before as one of the places Spike Milligans family lived in while he was off aiding Hitlers Downfall. Living in SW16 as I do, this involved a… Continue reading Brockley Unplugged

My Baby Takes The Morning Train

There’s a small problem with trying to get a good view from Blackfriars bridge at 8.45am, and that is the trains. There you are, nicely seated, while around you people jostle in that wonderfully English way, without actually touching. The opening bars of “Good Times” by Spiritualized is playing on the old MD (single version, ta very much), the mist is… Continue reading My Baby Takes The Morning Train