• my diary

    so here it is…

    All done for 2018, London-wise at least – phew! I’m as chipper as ever but completely worn out and looking forward to a well earned rest after a massively fun but inordinately tiring week, rounded off with the new Mary Poppins film at the Picturehouse Central, some Christmas carols at Westminster Central Hall and a stroll back through Trafalgar Square…

  • my diary

    all we hear is…

    It’s December already! And thankfully (despite the O2 service lurching from the local trainwreck described last week to a state of near-Armageddon as of first thing this morning) the phone is almost if not quite behaving; if nothing else the on-off time provided a welcome bit of breathing space for getting virtually all of the Christmas and a fair few…

  • my diary

    radio silence!

    Well on and off, anyway! For the unaware – and I ought really to have posted somewhere about this before now – the local phone mast which has currently been in various states of knackered for over a week is still not fixed, nobody seems to know when it will be fixed, and since I’d assumed it was a temporary…