Twinned with Wales

No idea, so don't ask...

LCD

feeling inspired to create something musical with my very good friend MK, a dirty disco punk experiment, to add to the mountain of failed dirty dosco punk experiments already out there...

Cold Old Lady

The beloved old Victorian Lady that is this beautiful house, is fucking freezing. I am enjoying a saturday night in, had a shower, washed my hair, put on a soft cashmere and set to work in the kitchen on a smashing bolognese. Only problem is that the Old Lady has quarry tile flooring and no heating in the kitchen except for the cast iron range that I definitely cannot bearsed to light up. So it's KimJones jacket zipped, scarf on and LCD blasting from the speakers to keep me toasty. Whilst chopping onion and squirting paste I have been ruminating on the nature of Truth, the current favoured topic for active project of the moment... having deliberated over the various theories of truth I have realised that to actually expound my five or so universal (or noble, if yer buddhist) truths, I have to actually hang them from some apparatus (parables, folk tales, anecdotes, songs, visions etc). This is no great discovery- perhaps all of knowledge or idea-ism has been thus communicated over the centuries- but its a bit of a revelation for me, as initially I was tackling the pure truths themselves, and this was simply too visceral, too flaky and obvious. Not that I plan to luxuriate in the world of allegory or parody. Really it's just the realisation that I am at liberty to roam in personal and indulgent realms of personal experience, and utilise, hijack and exaggerate these for the purposes of addressing the truths- Illusion, Laughter, Greed, Communication, Lies,  Loss, Taxes, Cyclic life and Linear Eternity, to name but a few...

Unapologetically purloined from a hero

Saw this on my beloved MG's blog. Said like a true believer, and heartening to think even the mighty are self doubters too, sometimes