You always said you wouldn’t reach forty. I always used to tell you not to be silly. Why did you have to go prove yourself right pixie? Today you should be forty. You should be complaining that you can’t be; you should be partying hard to celebrate. You should be Continue reading …
Saturday saw an early rise as Heather, Gemma and I headed to view the striking masts at the Greenwich Tall Ships Festival 2014, almost fifty ships gracing the Thames from maritime Greenwich down to Woolwich.
Just a note of the Dartford Orchard Theatre’s comedy night, complete with a pint and burger (because its good to be distracted from sometimes). The beer was okay (bottled speckled hen), the burger nothing special, the comedy good, so a good night (even if the black cab home was stupidly Continue reading …
Today I shall work, work which seven years ago I took the first step upon. Seven years ago another step was taken, at a station, in my heart. We walked together, travelling on, you and I so briefly but so wonderfully. Tonight I shall laugh. As I laughed with you. Continue reading …
Interesting news that the Trinity Square development in my home town of Gateshead is listed in Building Design Magazine’s shortlist for the Carbuncle Cup this year (it’s interesting to see that another of the shortlist has a huge Tesco attached too). Hopefully the fact that the judging panel includes Owen Continue reading …
Last weekend saw the excitement of a music festival—though not one on a very big scale at all. In fact, the very local Petts Woodstock.
Having been Heather and I finally got to the Bluebell Railway, for steam trains complete with special visitor!
Things probably not in the job description: Helping to wind the mechanism of an old cattle market clock.
A return trip to Chester, for more Shakespeare and visiting Joseph Continue reading