third day of autumn

The third day of autumn, and already there’s a chill in the air. The weathermen and weatherwomen forecast a ‘weather bomb’ for today (perhaps the whole weekend, I should pay more attention) and the day has been rather explosive. But the sky seems to be blue for the time being, and I’ve dug out a … Continue reading third day of autumn


It’s still feeling peculiar writing ’11 for the year. I guess that tends to linger until the end of the summer. Which is creeping alarmingly close, actually. January’s really disappeared rather quickly. But this blog is not to whine about my perception of time. Nay, this entry is about something far more exciting. For last … Continue reading BIG DAY OUT 2011

Mr Nancy, I presume.

Today I finally finished Anansi Boyss. I have a weird relationship with Neil Gaiman books. Probably it’s because I have a weird relationship with the entity that is Neil himself (spot the Twitter reference) – he was an author I knew of, and I’d watched and enjoyed Stardust (but hadn’t read the book) when suddenly … Continue reading Mr Nancy, I presume.


Today, beautiful today, marks the first day of my return to more regular part-time work hours. No more excessive pre-Christmas shifts, no more 7am unlocking of automatic doors to be the Magazines Bitch because I’m nice and fill in for people when they ask. Just one evening and one weekend day chaque semaine, and occasionally an … Continue reading THE RETURN OF THE THING

still alive, still alive

Life descends into horrible vapidness when the December retail season hits. Working too much, and hating every moment of it save for the occasional hair-related compliment and/or intelligent literary discussion that comes along once in a blue moon. This is why I could never ever work full time in that place. Anyway. Desire to read … Continue reading still alive, still alive