Friday, 16 March 2012
Monday, 12 March 2012
One way of looking at the danger of gum.
Jan called round today for a glass or two. there was a pack of gum on the desk, not my gum I hasten to add but gum left by a visiting Legionella tester (don't ask, long story).
Jan said: 'I bullied my kids, and in order to bamboozle them about drugs n stuff. I told them they could do anything but chew gum, gum was out of bounds, beyond the pale, gum was, let's face it, infra dig. do smack I said, do booze, smoke 80 Kapstan full strength a day I said. But do not do gum I said. My theory was that they would eschew the drugs of my choice and go for the one I abhorred. I believed that they would chew gum above any other vice to poo poo me.'
Did it work I asked Jan.
'No'. He said. 'One of my sons is an alcoholic, another a junkie and the third is dying of emphysemia.'
'At least'. I said. 'none of them died choking on chewing gum'.
'No'. He said, and then went on: 'But if a child is going to predecease a parent the child should have the good sense to get it over and done with quick. Parents spend most of their lives worrying about their children's ability to live unparented instead of enjoying drugs and stuff like that:.
Jan said: 'I bullied my kids, and in order to bamboozle them about drugs n stuff. I told them they could do anything but chew gum, gum was out of bounds, beyond the pale, gum was, let's face it, infra dig. do smack I said, do booze, smoke 80 Kapstan full strength a day I said. But do not do gum I said. My theory was that they would eschew the drugs of my choice and go for the one I abhorred. I believed that they would chew gum above any other vice to poo poo me.'
Did it work I asked Jan.
'No'. He said. 'One of my sons is an alcoholic, another a junkie and the third is dying of emphysemia.'
'At least'. I said. 'none of them died choking on chewing gum'.
'No'. He said, and then went on: 'But if a child is going to predecease a parent the child should have the good sense to get it over and done with quick. Parents spend most of their lives worrying about their children's ability to live unparented instead of enjoying drugs and stuff like that:.
Thursday, 8 March 2012
Architectural eyesore and everything that is wrong with modernism on Westbourne Park Road.
A guest blog by Jan Nieupjur.
As usual Jan's views are not necessarily mine
It has been there for a while. you must have seen it; the piece of 'modern' architecture on the corner of Basing Street and Westbourne Park Road.
Cripes!
If this is modern god help us. If this is 'Purist' god help us. If this is good architecture god help us.
As the founding father of 'Nieupurism' I am horrified by this upended shoebox with applied faux Puginesque perpendicular wooden bits; a cross between a Morris Traveller and a 40's mock tudor semi in Harrow without an original idea or a spark of excitement.
The build quality too is risible; We have no contractors in this country that can handle modernism due to our ridiculous planning bullies and our collective refusal to embrace anything other than period pastiche. There is already damage to the flimsy, thin set lower walls and it can only deteriorate.
As I started to photograph the building a crow perched on the CCTV camera on the corner cawed loudly, crapped then flew off; a sure indication of Le Corbusiers feelings about this carbuncle. Ed's note: This is a pretentious in joke and play on corb's (the crow) nickname.
In terms of fitting in with the environment, physical, social and economical, the beautifully graffiti adorned wasteland corner was always going to be impossible to beat.
On a final, sad note I see that the occupiers of the building have decided to eschew the minimalist ideals and fill the windows with swags and tails and clutter. It is an eyesore at best. It looks like a derelict charity shop.
As usual Jan's views are not necessarily mine
It has been there for a while. you must have seen it; the piece of 'modern' architecture on the corner of Basing Street and Westbourne Park Road.
Cripes!
If this is modern god help us. If this is 'Purist' god help us. If this is good architecture god help us.
As the founding father of 'Nieupurism' I am horrified by this upended shoebox with applied faux Puginesque perpendicular wooden bits; a cross between a Morris Traveller and a 40's mock tudor semi in Harrow without an original idea or a spark of excitement.
The build quality too is risible; We have no contractors in this country that can handle modernism due to our ridiculous planning bullies and our collective refusal to embrace anything other than period pastiche. There is already damage to the flimsy, thin set lower walls and it can only deteriorate.
As I started to photograph the building a crow perched on the CCTV camera on the corner cawed loudly, crapped then flew off; a sure indication of Le Corbusiers feelings about this carbuncle. Ed's note: This is a pretentious in joke and play on corb's (the crow) nickname.
In terms of fitting in with the environment, physical, social and economical, the beautifully graffiti adorned wasteland corner was always going to be impossible to beat.
On a final, sad note I see that the occupiers of the building have decided to eschew the minimalist ideals and fill the windows with swags and tails and clutter. It is an eyesore at best. It looks like a derelict charity shop.
A pint for the inner woman on World women's Day.
World Women's day today... I'm giving Michelle my inner woman free rein as well as buying her a pint!
The fish Pond on Portobello Road... Gone!
It wasn't the best chip shop in the world but it was useful, which cannot be said about yet another 'emperor's new clothes shop' that will more than likely replace it! Rumours abound about what exactly is going to happen in this stretch of the road, especially the Poundshop site. there is talk of a major high street clothing store moving in. The name 'Urban Outfitters' has been bandied about.
Another nail in the coffin then.
I'm Bound To Pack It Up.
An avante-garde version of the original White Stripes song. Track #2 on the album Aluminium released in 2006.
Friday, 2 March 2012
Murray Lachlan Young and harp.
A very rare photograph of the poet Murray Lachlan Young warming up for St David's Day with harp.
St David's day.
Mr Pounce the Barrister put on a slap up leg of lamb yesterday to celebrate the patron saint of Wales (the United Kingdom's only home grown saint). The Fragrant Wilhelmina was of course present as was a flag, daffodils, welsh cakes hand made by the Princess of muses and great cheer.
Thursday, 1 March 2012
Goodbye Tesco disco.
This morning I noticed that 'Tesco Disco', the Balkan drinking den on Portobello was being ripped apart.
Tesco Disco was where you went when everything else was closed and a drink was essential. It was an edgy place at times.
Sad to see another piece of Portobello go.
Apparently it is going to become an Italian Restaurant, hopefully not another pizza place.
UPDATE. May 2013.
Well what do you know! It is another pizza place but a good one! Review of sorts HERE
Apparently it is going to become an Italian Restaurant, hopefully not another pizza place.
UPDATE. May 2013.
Well what do you know! It is another pizza place but a good one! Review of sorts HERE
Wednesday, 29 February 2012
Sunday, 26 February 2012
These Reigning Days at Barfly.
I saw this band earlier in the year at the Elgin. I'm going to see them at Barfly on Tuesday. I see no reason why you should not do otherwise... You'll be pissed off if you don't.
Sunday High Noon with the kids... Bloody Mary anyone?
Sunday afternoons from midday at Supperclub might be the answer!
High Noon Free Entry.....a place to come chill, read the papers, kids
menu, facepainting, entertainment, games, movie, kids encouraged to
come in a western theme, pram park, skate park next door.......DJ
Konal, great music, Bloody Mary Bar, great brunch menu.
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