1. My friend Helen was the best punchline rememberer of them all. All the best jokes died with her. 2. Actually, there is no number 2.
So, my partner’s been admitted to hospital. Unexpectedly. He’ll be in there for somewhere between 2 and 4 weeks; they can’t be more precise, they have not much idea. Otherwise healthy as any other cycling-to-work, rowing-thrice-weekly, midlife-fit dude, he’s got a random thing happening with his facet joints in his lumbar spine, and only 42 […]
Laura Street Festival is one of the greatest. As usual, I’m not great at sticking a phone camera up and digitising the best bits of life: The lovely little stages on verandas, in back gardens, in garages, under houses The awesomeness of bands like Lawrence and Clare, playing to a couple handfuls of lucky us sprawled […]
And what’s much more exciting, the reviews are now properly alphabetised. Eventually, some cover images will be uploaded. Maybe.