Unattended Articles

Thanks to David Cairns' blog for this "Castle of Cagliostro" still.  I had forgotten how much I was hoping to one day see the...

  On Tuesday I had my first dirty chicken since lockdown. I was in Wandsworth stalking my past, and talking like this because I was reading ...

 Something about the light on Hackney Marshes reminds me of Seurat . I'd walked here from Camden, invited to a picnic, and for the fir...

Nyan Eris    I'm glad I looked up Atë, mentioned in Antony's curse below. Daughter of the goddess Discordia (above) whose gol...

Not one for the coulrophobes.  Ideally I'd have posted this Christmassy treat on Twelfth Night, sorry, but it's still panto s...

I'd always imagined myself good in a crisis. I'd always thought, "Yes, I'm not the most proactive person I know, but i...

   Last night, my assistants sent me drama students, philosophers, and sex therapists. None of them played the piano. All of the women want...

(originally posted on myspace here) love is all i can bring and ting Oops, wrong paste. That's something I pasted into Goo...