I have such a thing for Gosling that I’m amazed I haven’t written about him before and if I have then he deserves two. I made the foolish mistake of thinking of him as just a romantic lead, incapable of what is humans call emotions but oh no, he is much more. I make this … More Mancrush Friday – Ryan Gosling.
It feels weird going back to work as a peasant when yesterday I ate like a king. For those who haven’t seen our constant reminders of that via various outputs Kate and I went for afternoon tea at The Ritz. It was amazing. I appreciate that there is a level of decadence to it but … More Reiny daze.
So today is quite exciting. I’m going for afternoon tea at The Ritz. There’s a sentence I never thought I’d say. I bought Kate a voucher for tea for two for her birthday back in May and this was the soonest we could get a table, obviously the bourgeoisie love a scone. We’ve got to … More Putting on the Ritz.
I’ve spent the last couple forays feeling neurotic as hell. The fact is that I’m waiting on other people, waiting on news that could alter a lot of what I’ve got going on, and today is the first of two days this week when I am supposed to hear back regarding one of them. I’m … More Newsweek.
I’ve got some raisin toast and black coffee at my side, I don’t have a top on and I’m ready to do some writing. By that I don’t just mean a blog post, I’d like to finally get the first in a long line of short stories completed, it’s been kicking about at the four … More Bank holiday Monday freeform jazz odyssey post
Morning. Or if it isn’t morning, where have you been? I feel I need to clarify a few points before I write this post. The first is that despite what I am due to say I very much appreciate the opportunity to see live music, I feel privileged to get to enjoy the music I … More Reading on review.
I’m off to Reading within the hour. It’s my first journey back to the festival in two years (I did go to Glastonbury last year), since Arcade Fire and The Libertines played and they had to scrape me off the metaphorical ceiling at the end of the night. I was in love and I was … More Swapping reading for Reading.