November 2008


Went with Rachel to a wonderfully underground (in all senses of the word) art exhibit in the bowels of Shoreditch Town Hall. The winner – a heart-swelling mysterium in feathers – didn’t photograph so well but can be seen here.

Ah, I’m back on the interweb after a month-long quarantine while I moved.

It was weirdly liberating being severed from the juicy nexus. I was rather shocked to notice how much time was freed up. Time to cook, talk, make things, see people. Was my life disappearing down a wireless router?

Whatever. I’m delighted to be back and seeing what people have been doing and not having to schlep to the library every time I want to find out how to source a classy gloss paint for my bookcase.