Wow, where did that time go ? I finished work on Friday and have had all the time since then to get organised for this trip to India on Thursday. The organisation has in fact commenced, although it's not quite as far along as I'd hoped. Oh AND I seem to have picked up a…

Following a lovely but incredibly rushed meal at the Mela Tandoori (where owing to their slackness of service, the staff gave Liz a free bottle of wine and let her feel the manager's moustache), I went to the Palace Theatre to go see Spamalot – the musical lovingly ripped off from Monty Python & the…

Time seems to be evaporating in front of me at the minute; have been working stupid hours to get this project out by Friday, as my contract finishes and I can't stand leaving a job half done. The sense of countdown is exacerbated by the fact that I leave for India next Thursday for 6…

Musicals seem to be the order of the day right now, and last Monday Helen, Hilary, one of Helen's friends whose name escapes me, an uncharacteristically enthusiastic Richie, and I went along to see Wicked – the Broadway behemoth featuring the talented green chick. End result: bloody amazing. The storyline is effectively a prequel to…

This 'ere link be a proper one fer ye to be clickin' on, says I. Avast.

Turned up for the first morris practise of the season on Wednesday, and there was a new bloke there. The others started saying “Hey look, another Aussie !” (like we all know each other, or something). So we got chatting, and of course I asked where in Australia the dude's from. Adelaide. 2 things sprang…

A random ICQ conversation with Sair the other night yielded this absolute gem of an exchange: Me: I went to see the Blues Brothers Band the other night. Sair: Did it have Jake & Elrond ? All I could think of following that was Cab Calloway in a pair of pointy ears singing… Well folks,…

Every now and again a gig comes up that makes my pulse quicken and my hands shake at the prospect of having discovered before the tickets all sell out, and Monday September 4th was just such a gig. After optimistically organising to meet in a pub at 6pm and then doing the usual London Underground…

One of the best things about my life these days is the number of times I'll look at my surroundings and thing “How in the bloody hell did I get myself involved in THIS ?”. And the August bank holiday weekend was certainly no exception. It was a distinct improvement on last year's bank holiday…

Sometime in a blog's life there comes a time when you wind up posting an email conversation you've had rather than cooking up new content. However given the highly emotional topic matter, I feel it warranted. Here follows an email I received from Mike the other day, and after it, my reply to that. Apols…