This week has been quite a professionally trying one. In fact, I've been having quite an extended period of professional tedium for the last few months. The restlessness has got so unmanageable that I've in fact made quite a hash of a number of obligations over the last few days, in favour of a bit... Continue Reading →
What makes everyone else happy?
This whole Royal Wedding/ May Day bank holiday weekend has been quite strange. I enjoyed watching the wedding on Friday much more than I thought I would, and somewhat embarrassingly found it quite touching, particularly the Queen's somewhat melancholy facial expressions. On Saturday I bought a car. Spending quite so much money on a "thing"... Continue Reading →
A night at the opera
Last week seemed to have a bit of a non-stop schedule of activities based in the city, which made today's 10km run through the Arundel Estate in West Sussex all the more enjoyable. Still, I also went to the rather more rarefied spectacle of an evening at the Royal Opera House. I had got some... Continue Reading →
Smoking is cool, really
I was reading a comment article in The Times this morning entitled "If you're not Kate Moss, smoking isn't cool". I don't think she looks cool smoking at all, or certainly not in the Louis Vuitton catwalk image. It was following the well-trodden path of generating controversy for greater press coverage, and the whole effect... Continue Reading →
Imagining my life
I have for so long imagined little scenes in my life as they might have turned out, but as they never do for anyone, because everyone is reticent and risk averse - unless of course they're completely wasted and staggering around Covent Garden in London so drunk that they walk into a glass door at full pelt... Continue Reading →
How to be good
I'm quite disconcertingly comfortable with my own company. When I'm not at work (which is most of the time), I have all the head space I need - I can read the papers, construct bizarre diet plans I won't stick to, shout at the morons on breakfast TV, indulge in antisocial personal habits like picking... Continue Reading →
Why am I doing this?
I've been reading through yet another random set of "tips" about leaving comments, and I'm increasingly unsure why anyone would take it that seriously - one person commented: "Ok, so we’re all scared to comment I will admit I have been guilty to leaving random comments and now can really work on leaving pertinent information... Continue Reading →
Breaking stuff – not so cool
I've spent quite a lot of time recently just slouching about the house, having broken my wrist. In some ways it's quite nice, but there is nothing like temporary disability to make you appreciate what most of us take for granted every day. The most banal flicks of the hand are either impossible or very... Continue Reading →
Everybody Hurts
27th January 2010 Apparently REM's Everybody Hurts is viewed as a life-affirming song that has helped suicidal people see some light in their situation - mainly by reminding them that they're just feeling sorry for themselves, and that others are in much worse situations. I must be either one of life's big misanthropists, or more... Continue Reading →
The resting writer 