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Putting off what could be done tomorrow, today

Category: not sport

A week in the woods and what came before it

Wooden camping sign

I’m sure that every journey begins long before the actual departure. However, a camping holiday seemed to require substantially more planning and preparation than a hotel city break, say. Admittedly, my good wife did the majority of packing and planning, with themed collapsible crates full of everything we might need for a week’s camping. Such contingency planning would come into its own should we encounter the negative aspects of an English summer. I reminded myself that my usual holiday packing philosophy, of throwing whatever comes to hand in five minutes flat as you can always buy what you forget at the other end, was probably not sensible when it comes to a week in the wilderness. Read the rest of this entry »

Radio silence ends

I realised today that I’ve neglected this place since April. I knew it had been a while, but didn’t realise it had been that long. Anyway, as it does, real life seems to have got in the way over the past few months, and only now while taking some annual leave have I realised that it is easy to find yourself consumed by and defining yourself by work, which is no fun whatsoever. Professionally things have been satisfying sporadically and frustrating regularly. It has been good to take a breather, not only from work, but also from my less constructive internet habits and realise that my most enjoyable internet activity is inflicting my thoughts here to a small, but perfectly formed, readership. Writing is also a great way of taking a break from the more banal and annoying aspects of life. Read the rest of this entry »

There’s more than one way to tell a tale

Film still from whiteonwhite - showing satellite dish in desolate landscape

This feels like one of those posts where I should really do something clever with the format, to reflect the subject matter and outline its possibilities. But I suspect that is beyond your humble correspondent’s capabilities, particularly as he tries to squeeze in a blog post in an already truncated lunch break, and oh the excuses! Anyway, let me tell you about whiteandwhite, an algorithmic noir movie. Read the rest of this entry »

It’s the same old song…

War on Drugs at the Electric Ballroom

Last week we saw Lambchop at the Barbican. Halfway through the set Kurt Wagner had an epiphany, “I just realised something  – this song sounds just like all the other songs.” He was probably on to something, but on that night’s evidence it is not necessarily a bad thing. Read the rest of this entry »

A pre-gig drink at BrewDog Camden…

Beers!

The other week marked my first wedding anniversary – an opportunity to look back on a wonderful day and a wonderful first year of marriage. And my wife, being the awesome wife that she is, bought me a great anniversary present. Two tickets to see The War on Drugs was the perfect present for two reasons. Reason one, Slave Ambient was my record of 2011. Reason two, the tickets were obviously made of paper[1], paper is the symbol of a first wedding anniversary, and so here was a present that was both incredibly thoughtful, and incredibly apt. Read the rest of this entry »

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