If this isn’t on the stereo today, and the volume tweaked up to 11, then you and I don’t have the same sort of soul.
One of the greats has left.
If this isn’t on the stereo today, and the volume tweaked up to 11, then you and I don’t have the same sort of soul.
One of the greats has left.

Different design to last year’s London version
A few years ago I went to see the Twelve Snowmen of Christmas in London, so when news came they would be in Bromley it seemed worth a look. Along came Heather, Gemma, and Gem’s Uncle Peter and partner Alice.
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A little family of quackers
One final pre-Christmas activity to catch up on (as Covid prevented attendance at a few gigs, sadly). As Enchanted Parks seem to be a thing of the past, and Canary Wharf’s Winter Lights keep getting cancelled, Heather and I finally found a illuminated display at Crystal Palace, with Lightopia.
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In action at Brixton
Still catching up, and last gig before catching bloody Covid curtailed plans (we will return to see some of those bands!). Anyway, the gig which may have given us the lurgy in the first place, The Charlatans at Brixton Academy.
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Swirling backdrop graphics
Just trying to catch up on things, and realised I’m a bit behind on gigs. Live music continued with a trip to the (still poor) Wembley Arena to see a double bill of Happy Mondays and James.
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Entering the Alice exhibition
Strangely there’s a major London museum I’d never actually been to, namely the V&A. That changed the , when Heather, the visiting Gemma, and I went for a little trip there, because we’ve proven that if there’s an Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland exhibition in town we’ll be visiting.
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It seems like forever since I was last at the theatre (so long ago that—barring open air Shakespeare in Chester or Polesden Lacey, or semi-open at the Globe—I seriously can’t remember when), so it was a delight to go with Heather to see the adaptation of Neil Gaiman’s The Ocean At The End Of The Lane, transferring from the National to the little Duke Of York’s Theatre.
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Sunday was Halloween, so of course I did a quick bit of not at all spooky baking—first for a while. A pear, blueberry, raspberry, and blackberry crumble (to a Slimming world recipe) and an amalgamation of two recipes to create a coffee walnut fudge cake (fudge icing as sandwich, coffee buttercream topping. Didn’t quite get the raising ingredients or temperature/cook time right but hey ho).

Pear, blackberry, blueberry, and raspberry to a Slimming World recipe

Almaganation of two recipes, with coffee butterscotch on top and fudge icing as a sandwich
brought a swift return to The Roundhouse for Heather and I (having experienced it’s roundness in seeing Ash). This time we were there for something a little different, The Waterboys.
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