Oct
21
Today, I got my hands on a Stone Roses ticket. Of course, it was not without tears or tantrums (I’ve been to Glastonbury five times and have never successfully got my own ticket). Obviously, luck wasn’t going to go my way this time either and I’m not going on the day I wanted. But I’ve gradually started to see through that disappointment and the butterflies have landed.
This is one of those musical moments I never thought I’d have. Up there with Bob Marley (yeah, yeah, I know, but I can dream). The Stone Roses have had such a massive impact on my musical life. Their self-titled album is in my top five. In terms of accomplishment and sublimity, it probably tops the lot. And coming from the fussiest person ever, that really is saying something. Until then, Roses.
Oct
15
A cheeky bit of morning rugby. Then to work. Then I’m off out later. Fancy nancy. Oh, and speaking of fancy, those of you who follow me on twitter will be aware that I got my hands on an iPhone 4s yesterday (I may or may not have queued). It’s beyond fancy. Hopefully it’ll improve the quality of my blog photos (8 mega pixels – what are YOU sayin’). Watch this space! But for now, I’ll let George do the talking.
Sep
23
Not entirely sure what’s happened to me this week, besides not going to the gym, getting more job rejections, wishing it would get colder more quickly, worrying about Troy Davis and listening to Ernie K-Doe on repeat. Other than that I’ve bought a lovely new jumper! Hence wishing the temperature would take a tumble. But more on that [beautiful navy fisherman's knit] another day.
Aug
09
It’s hard to even comprehend the events that have unfolded over the last few days in our beautiful capital, let alone make any sort of helpful comment on the matter. Instead, I’m leaning on Ray Davies for a little help. If I was anywhere near, I’d be knee-deep in a clean-up operation. As it stands, I’m watching from afar and sending my concern/hope/love.
Jul
26
A long, arduous day of fruitless job-hunting. Fabulous for raising the spirits, no? At least I’m off out in a couple of hours. I only hope I’m better at eating food and drinking wine than I am at finding meaningful employment. One thing’s for sure: I know what I’m wearing (buying clothes is one thing I do very well, thank you very much). Oh and the soundtrack to my goggle-eyed day? Buffalo Springfield.
