Wednesday, 15 June 2011

My two loves

1. Innuendo
2. Cash in the attic

Monday, 6 June 2011

Birdsong is to insomniac as [blank] is to serial killer...

This book is not generally considered 'self help'.


Saturday, 7 May 2011

Wednesday, 20 April 2011

Friday, 15 April 2011

Something Pretentious

These words are to be found on the wall of Any Amount of Books on Charing Cross Road. Quite apart from being generally awesome and having an irresistible collection of Penguin Classics (literally; I did not resist), they also have this on the walls. Turns out empyrean comes from the Greek word empyrus (in or on the fire), and means "the highest heaven". I realise it's incredibly pretentious but I don't really mind - we could all do with some quiet and illimitable space in which to spread our wings and explore...Greek things. Providing said wings are not wax and we don't fall to our deaths, of course.

Saturday, 26 March 2011

The walls are talking to me...

It seems words on walls are making me reassess my life. Again.

Exhibit A:

The answer clearly isn't 'this blog', given the length of this hiatus. This is either because I've led such a whirlwind of a life in the last six months there's no time for blogging, or that I've done/seen/read/heard/smelled nothing blog-worthy. You decide. If it's any excuse, I have been rather distracted by vertical vistas posing potentially existential questions...depending on what existential should actually turn out to mean. See also Exhibit B:

I'll told it I'd get back to it.