Monthly Archives: August 2001

Eavesdropping, good times and sudden death.

Well the best bit of yesterday was sitting in an air-conditioned South Asian restaurant with Kate eating various sorts of samosas and pooris and chatting about slash projects – and then going to Laurence Corner and looking at military dress … Continue reading

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Down the stairs, clunketyclunk

Well, after a fairly unamusing few days of feeling I was about to die of some terrible undiagonsed ailment/be arrested by the KGB/be miserable forever and deserve to be, I woke up this morning and my virus had just about … Continue reading

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Red Face, Red Nose, Swollen Glands

All that gloom and depression a couple of days ago and of course I should have realized it was just the first pre-snuffles stage of a bad summer cold. Apologies to everyone and I will write at greater length in … Continue reading

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I feel weird today

Sometimes you just regret getting up and there is no especially good reason for it. It should have been a good day in memory – I read a moderately good Frank Lean thriller; I did some work, but nowhere near … Continue reading

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The shock of the almost new

Just got in from a concert of central European music at the Albert Hall and it raises some interesting questions, having been a concert of two rather neatly devised halves. The first half was why I was there – Roby … Continue reading

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Strange Perspectives

One point I forgot to make about watching films with massive amounts of CGI in them is that afterwards when I am in the street, it always feels as real things are more real, so real in fact that they … Continue reading

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Baby Boomer Die Die Die

Every so often, I am forced to remember how much my generation, or as I ought to say ma-my ge-generation, is hated, in the abstract, by my younger friends. I can see the point – after all, I despise yuppies … Continue reading

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