Of Beds and Bedrooms

Being somewhat criptastic. Or spoony. Disabled? Certainly I have the dread Invisible Illness. I have spent the past couple of months in bed. I have also spent this morning, in a short window of relative wellness writing to my MP and encouraging others to do so too, on the subject of the reviled Bedroom Tax. […]

Steal, Dogs, and Vic Reeves

In my quest never to buy from Amazon I bought my copy of Steal Like an Artist from a local bookshop. Not local to me, I’ll grant you, but local to the author, which means my copy is signed. BOOYA! It’s the first book in ages I would have used for teaching if I was still teaching […]

Work done, we may now rest

We were running out of poo bags so I tipped the whole basket of Poppet things on the floor to fish out any that were left straggling. Poppet, on the other hand, decided to help herself to various balls and toys, take them into the bedroom and work on their annihilation. I didn’t even know […]

This Year, Last Year, Sometime, Never

And good morrow to you! I take it we have all given up on resolutions? Good. I reject virginity and I reject nominal ‘New Years’. Since I am a bit of a howler what I don’t reject is the full moons and the shiftings of the year. Straight after the solstice I was heartened to […]

If this is Die Antwoord then what was the Question? Austin Kleon Stealing Like an Artist, and Nordic Noir – three of the best things in 2012

I don’t listen to a great deal of music. It’s a fibro thing, I think. I can find it rather draining and tiring. HOWEVER. This year has been a year of real pleasure, not just from the music of Die Antwoord but also from the richness of their videos and general cultural stance. Here is an […]