Coming home on the train I felt a bit like a ‘travelling gadgetman’. A condition that has crept up on me in the last decade.
Back on the chalk, the characteristics of sounds around my family home have remained the same as if time has flowed around them.
A simple ceremony at the top of my Grandad’s world in St Peter’s in Thanet, 1932.
I’ve always kept time sheets. A behaviour/habit that I got into at work over a decade ago.
Christmas was really nice – thank you. Thanks for asking. I got to hang out with my family which is the most Important thing.
I’m in Poland for Unsound Festival. I’m writing this from my hotel room. Full report next weekend. I
Had quite a sociable week last week. Spent one afternoon hanging out with my cousin and his wife. Josh and I played Shadespire
I’ve been back on the chalk again. Went down late on Wednesday night.
There is so much utter nonsense going on in the world right now, it is difficult to fathom it all. But knowing that you have absolutely no idea what the fuck is going on is a great help.
I spent all day on Tuesday with a controversial voice/twitter/youtube personality which resulted in extremely ‘good’ conversation