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Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
I'm listening to In Rainbows on my iPod, and it's great, really quite surprisingly beautiful (can't make out a single word to Reckoner except "Reckoner"; doesn't matter, it's gorgeous). I went for the £40 deluxe option. I've got the deluxe packages of Kid A, Amnesiac and Hail to the Thief, so they pretty much saw me coming.
Several days of plays before setting off on a driving holiday to Durham. Saw Present Laughter at the National - difficult first half, much funnier second. The set, if you'll notice, is terrible. The front door - through which much farcical entries and exits must be made - is freaking miles away from anyone, slowing things down very badly. Surely this is something they should have noticed?
Then yesterday was Dealer's Choice at the Menier Chocolate Factory. Couldn't give two farts for poker, but like Patrick Marber, like the Chocolate Factory, and my friend Sam's in it. You can get a Saturday lunch and ticket for something like £20. Or half of a Radiohead deluxe package. Deal.