Archive for February, 2002

Damned if you do, damned if you don’t

Thursday, February 28th, 2002

If you’re new here, you may want to subscribe to my RSS feed. Thanks for visiting!Enron, the energy company that collapsed last month and left a lot of people in a lot of financial trouble, has been auctioning off the contents of its London premises this week. The prices haven’t been much short of […]

My Beautiful Launderette

Wednesday, February 27th, 2002

I found myself in a theatre this evening for the second time in a month. Of course, saying it like that makes it sound like I was surprised, but it’s been planned since the council emailed and offered me a couple of free tickets on Monday to say thanks for promoting the play, My Beautiful […]

Say Cheese…

Tuesday, February 26th, 2002

The Berlin Wall, “The Best and Sexiest Wall ever existed!!!“. Right…
Adobe parties have earned themselves a reputation over the years for loud music, great venues, and half-naked people with only body paint and a thong to keep themselves decent. It’s not surprising, then, that so many people turned up to last night’s party at the […]

Shoe fetish

Sunday, February 24th, 2002

I thought only girls fell in love with shoes, but Paul and I went to Freeport this afternoon and it happened to me.
We woke up to rain, so stayed in bed hoping it would pass while I read a chunk of the bundle of proofs I’d beought home on Friday. It didn’t, and so after […]

Pong

Saturday, February 23rd, 2002

It’s not very often that Flash animations actually make me laugh out loud, but this one did. Best experienced with speakers turned up loud.
The weather has been busy all day today. I woke up to bright sun and brilliant blue sky. It clouded over while I showered and then flipped back and forth between sunny […]

Dance the night away

Friday, February 22nd, 2002

Who needs to understand the captions when these pictures of Swedish dance bands speak so well for themselves?
I’ve been reading all day and have just counted up the pages in the pile of proofs I’m taking home for the weekend. 64. I suspect the John Simpson book is now officially on hold until Monday.
I didn’t […]

Showtime

Thursday, February 21st, 2002

I remember the rumour that if you ate enough Love Hearts you’d eventually come across one that said ‘Cheesy Feet’. I’ve never seen one so I don’t actually know if that’s true, but today I came across ‘Web site’. Where’s the romance in that? Consensus in the office was that it probably means there was […]

Lambs to the slaughter

Tuesday, February 19th, 2002

I’m starving. I’m writing this on the train home from a private showing at the Victoria and Albert, and the post-exhibition nibbles were almost all meat or salmon. There was a dodgy spinach roll thing, which was full of raw leaves that stuck in your teeth, and some little cheese scones with cream cheese and […]

The excitement of Rural, Vermont

Monday, February 18th, 2002

After such an exciting weekend, I wasn’t surprised that today felt just a little bit boring. I woke up exhausted, having overslept by an hour and a half, and rushed to the station, giving dad a lift at the same time. He’s was making one of his bi-annual trips into London and was catching the […]

Mad for it Manchester

Sunday, February 17th, 2002

Crewe station wasn’t quite as I remembered. For one thing it wasn’t as big, but then nothing you remember from childhood ever is. It also didn’t have a big arched roof, though - it has three or four peaks. It was foggy when I arrived and the whole place had a real Brief Encounter feel.
I […]