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Brighton Folk Choir at Apple Harvest Day in Stanmer Park 2023
Our second Apple Day Sunday in a row! I don’t usually use exclamation marks but it seems justified here. If you can’t use exclamation marks about apples then when can you use them? We performed in the orchard, a beautifully idyllic place on a terrifyingly warm October Day. I’d never been to Stanmer Park before,… Read more
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Brighton Folk Choir at Ditchling Apple Day 2023
On a worryingly hot October morning, I cycled over Ditchling Beacon for Apple Day 2023, a fun event on the village green for which my folk choir was providing the traditional element. The kind of gigs the Brighton Folk Choir get invited too are always brilliant, local and mildly eccentric, and Ditchling Apple Day was… Read more
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Is it a duel or a duet?
I’ve a bit of a changing-seasons cold today, but I wished to make a blog post to mark the first official public material of the band I’ve formed with fellow Brighton resident, Martha Casey. She has described posting a 30 second clip of a demo to instagram as a “soft launch”, which is apparently the… Read more
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REVIEW: A Tokyo Romance: A Memoir, by Ian Buruma
Note – this first appeared in my substack newsletter, which you can subscribe to here You know how it is. It’s the mid-seventies, you’re an upper-middle-class Anglo-Dutch student, and you’re macho-posing in a red jockstrap to Tom Jones’ “It’s Not Unusual” in a seedy theatre behind Kyoto station while a topless dancer writhes around you.… Read more
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Around the Isle of Wight on the Paddle Steamer Waverley
For my Dad’s 70th birthday we went on a jaunt on the last sea-going paddle steamer in the world. The PS Waverley was launched by Glasgow shipbuilders in 1946, replacing her identically named predecessor which was destroyed during the evacuation of Dunkirk. She sailed the Firth of Clyde and Loch Long until 1973, when she… Read more
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Brighton to Southsea by bike
This was an emergency cycle. I had got my ASLEF and RMT strikes mixed up, and thought Friday was the “reduced service” rather than “no trains whatsoever” day [1]. I set off slightly after 4pm, down the hill and around the ruins of the Royal Albion hotel and then out along the seafront through Hove… Read more