Posted on 19th March 2009 |
As the warm weather continues, London residents thoughtfully place mattresses on street corners for sunbathers. Meanwhile, the photo below depicts a sand-sculptor making some kind of vegetarian statement involving a chained pig and a barbecue. The interesting thing about this is that it’s not at the coast but on the beach of the Thames yesterday, […]
Posted on 18th March 2009 |
Writing ‘Paperboy’ was a bit of a memory feat for me, requiring me to trawl through everything that influenced my childhood. Some stuff I’d liked to have included didn’t make the cut – if ‘Paperboy’ had been an eBook maybe I could have embedded illustrative videos into the chapters – in which case I’d certainly […]
This was the cover originally designed for my anthology ‘Demonised’. The burning man is the excellent gentleman who designed this site. The publisher didn’t like it, but I still do.
Coming this summer, ageing detectives Bryant & May are out on the London streets solving a murder that’s tied to the secrets of London property, but they’ll be back the following year in ‘Bryant & May Off The Rails’, investigating a bizarre death that occurs on the oldest underground system in the world. Expect strange […]
I always write with music playing. Today I’m hard at work on the new Bryant & May mystery when I’d rather be out in the sunshine, so I need some Michael Nyman to keep me going. I’ve seen Mr Nyman perform this piece many times live, and sometimes it gets to such a speed that […]
Posted on 16th March 2009 |
Thanks to global warming, summer seems to have started early in London. At Shoreditch House yesterday, some addled media-types were actually swimming in the rooftop pool (although one women sported an amusing swimsuit/ knitted beanie combo), and I donned the first mutton-dressed-as-mutton T-shirt of the year. Looking for jolly new T’s online I found these.
Posted on 16th March 2009 |
London’s a tough city. Braving the mean streets to look for a Mother’s Day gift for the old bat, I came across this. Or why not take her to the Barbican, where, for reasons that escape me, a ‘Nippy’ waitress from the 1940s was serving tea on stilts (she was on stilts, not the tea).
Posted on 13th March 2009 |
A friend of mine mails me shots of miserable local headlines. I’m particularly fond of the succinctly ghastly ‘Yardie Torches Tot’, the typical ‘Fine Weather Ahead: Met Issues Warning’ and ‘Cally Rd Chipshop Sells Cocaine’.
A friend has tracked down another nightmarish Meat-skewer-through-the-eardrum track from the Portsmouth Sinfonia. Play here
Posted on 12th March 2009 |
It’s official; 39 British pubs close each week. According to the British Beer and Pub Association, the pub is dying out faster each year and will have completely vanished in less than thirty years, due less to the smoking ban than beer tax and property development. Meanwhile, London is replacing the pub with something else; […]