Gonna be a painter all my life

There’s an old Hefner song called Alan Bean, named after the fourth man on the moon. It always got to me, because Alan Bean went to space, saw the earth spinning away beneath him, and knew what he wanted to be. “Gonna be a painter all my life,” sings Hayman, as Bean. It almost feelsContinue reading “Gonna be a painter all my life”

Ruthless Window by James Walsh: the story of a debut album

The problem with life, like history, is that it’s just one thing after another. I’ve always struggled to process things while they’re happening, both in terms of what I’ve done (good and bad) and what has been done to me (ditto). Time whooshes by like one of Douglas Adams’ deadlines, and so it’s taken meContinue reading “Ruthless Window by James Walsh: the story of a debut album”

I walked to Canterbury in the snow by mistake

I walked to Canterbury today, to make the most of the snow and its hated enemy, the sun. A lot of my life is staring at slightly differently sized rectangles of light. I sleep surrounded by them, and I spent my days pressing bits of them with my thumbs. I’m sure this is a lifestyleContinue reading “I walked to Canterbury in the snow by mistake”

Snow falls on Herne Bay: midnight edition

I went back out, because the snow was still falling. I haven’t experienced many snowy beaches in my lifetime, so it felt good and right to run along this one while it is conveniently a few streets away. I ran to the pier along the shoreline, and then beyond, to the clock tower, before headingContinue reading “Snow falls on Herne Bay: midnight edition”

Snow falls on Herne Bay

I am told it doesn’t snow very often in the Bay, so here are some photographs for the public record, so that future historians can pore over the dusty pages of WordPress for evidence of such an event. And while you’re here, future historians: how do websites gather dust, exactly? Or is this a knowingContinue reading “Snow falls on Herne Bay”

Next Level Sketch: happy birthday to us

A year to the day (ish), I was on stage with Mr Euan Brown introducing Next Level Sketch’s debut show upstairs at the Miller. It’s all a bit of a blur now, so present James is relieved that past James wrote up a minute by minute live blog of the whole event. Quite how heContinue reading “Next Level Sketch: happy birthday to us”

Further up and further in

I wrote up a blog post about going for a walk, climbing a tree, nationalising the golf courses, poorly maintained public footpaths, and how leaving a town or city via any means other than the car makes you feel like a second class citizen. Unfortunately all of this was lost, thanks to the vagaries ofContinue reading “Further up and further in”

Walthamstow Wassail 2021

Sunday was the 11th Walthamstow Wassail: online this year, like so many other events and traditions that break up the year and help give life some narrative and meaning. Conspiracy theorists view Covid as an agent of state control, and vaccines as containing microchips designed by billionaires to make the masses more pliant. These peopleContinue reading “Walthamstow Wassail 2021”

Walking to Sainsbury’s

After a few days of not leaving the house, I went to the Sainsbury’s on the other side of town. A big box by the dual carriageway [1], the trip to this mahoosive shop felt a bit like a holiday, or at least a day trip. Such are the narrowing of one’s expectations during aContinue reading “Walking to Sainsbury’s”