Livingston is shrouded in thick fog. The rain was torrential in Edinburgh at 9.40am this morning. Several people were building large wooden boats and collecting pairs of beetles. Then Richard Dawkins descended from the heavens and gave them some magic hay that the lions could eat ( Read more... )

Jim White is playing in Kilburn, London on October 19. He is the performer I love most in the world because he refuses to do encores and instead tells the audience that if they want to see him they should go to the table where he is selling CDs. Despite him being a BIG STAR. Certainly one of the best shows I've ever seen was him supported by ( Read more... )

I was woken at 6am today by a text message. I naturally assumed it was a drunk American, but no: it was my mobile phone company telling me to switch my phone off and on again. That's just cruel ( Read more... )

Well, the ultimate in sad lives - I'm going to T In The Park with my family. Thankfully not to camp (so none of the joys of rainwater and listening to the people next door having sex), and only for the Saturday. I guess I'm too old to be bothered about the uncoolness (it's not as if I'm taking my sister to the school dance - which I promise I ( Read more... )