Wait until next year

Putting off what could be done tomorrow, today

The Saturday Morning Shop

View of an old supermarket

I love Saturday mornings. I’m sure I’m not alone in that, but I really love Saturday mornings. I also like routines. So for a while as a kid it was watching cartoons. Then it was going to a local museum’s kids club, where every week I seemed to concentrate on the fine art of brass rubbing. When I was a little older I went to football practice, although there wasn’t an actual football team, which was odd. Then I was a little older still and going out to look around the local record shops, none of which exist now. By adulthood I just aimed to be out the house before the end of Sounds of the Sixties on Radio 2. When I achieved that I felt I hadn’t completely wasted my morning. Read the rest of this entry »

Weekend

Brahms at the Barbican

Brahms, sitting down, bearded

I begin with a health warning. I am no classical music expert. There is every possibility that I will use the wrong terminology, or the right terminology in the wrong way. I might try to make it sound accessible by relating it to other forms of music and in doing so sound a bit daft. I might even manage to ignore the music and just waffle on about everything else around the music. But anyway, last night I went to a classical music concert at the Barbican from the Leipzig Gewandhaus Orchestra playing some works from Brahms, and in brief, it was amazing. Read the rest of this entry »

Farewell Herald Tribune


Today saw the publication of the last ever edition of the International Herald Tribune. The newspaper has been in print for 126 years. It is not going out of business, it is being renamed the International New York Times, to reflect its current owners. And as those owners are keen to stress, the paper has been renamed several times across its history, it was the Paris Herald, the Paris Herald Tribune, then the International Herald Tribune. Read the rest of this entry »

Weekend

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