A return to see Placebo at Brixton Academy Continue reading
A return to see Placebo at Brixton Academy Continue reading
A trip to the seaside, though not the familiar Hastings, or even Dover, but the vibrant Brighton. The may not seem to be an ideal time to be heading to the coast but things were actually bright and warm as we headed off on the complicated rail journey (three trains and a walk between stations—why do we always seem to hit the engineering works?) down to the seaside.
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Happy birthday, my Pixie, whichever Moon you are under
A little trip to the London Transport Museum Depot in Acton. It wasn’t obvious how much fun it would be beforehand but it turned out to be quite jolly. The place is filled with a truly ramshackle collection of random stuff. There was the remain of a spiral travellator found Continue reading …
Yarr, it be Talk Like A Pirate Day. So a’ve ‘ad a mince pie. Be thinking the ho hos be gettin’ confused…

Why have one when you can have two?
Back near the beginnings of London’s underground transport system (which is mainly overground) the Metropolitan Line came into existence. Part its success was the genius idea to buy up the land around London through which the line was about to be extended and build houses on it, selling these to what would become the commuter classes (with the promise of green open spaces which were quickly built on to provide more housing to sell…). Thus grew London, and with it, serving and driving it in a positive feedback cycle, the Metropolitan line running through what became known as Metroland, suburbia writ large.
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Heather finds a wooden hedgehog
Heather and I were supposed to be going for our annual jaunt to Rochester Castle .
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Having skipped this year’s Petts Woodstock Heather and I did make it along to a fairly sunny Priory Live in Orpington.
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