London Bridges
There’s something about going over bridges that stirs profound thoughts that don’t have time to form clearly, or rise completely to the surface before the bridge-crossing is over, and that,…
Places that are still there, No.1: Scoffers
It probably wasn’t called Scoffers at the time, but it looks exactly as I remember it. I stumbled across it again recently, almost 20 years after first going there. It…
Clapham Junction revisited
Some passer by thought I was mad – ‘You taking pictures of the tracks?’, but as I was hurrying down to Battersea this afternoon to deliver a CD, I caught…
Sundays like this
To the ROH studios today to play for the Ballet Black class as a result of a late night last-minute phone call from BB director Cassa Pancho who was one…
What’s up doc? and diegetic music
Half-studying my new Nokia N73 phone, half-ripping a DVD to mp4, half catching up on emails, half drinking a bottle of very good Chilean red, and half watching What’s Up…