On holidays in Australia for the next few weeks so will be making a few observations from here...
Tuesday, December 08, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Scenes from Knightsbridge Saturday
The evening everyone decided to go shopping... While it was raining... And while there were several tube lines down...
Scenes from Knightsbridge Saturday
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Scenes from Fortnum & Mason
Suspect Christmas windows...
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Scenes from Fortnum & Mason
Friday, November 20, 2009
Overheard at the gym Thursday...
Man 1: Yes what was how you used to do it?
Man 2: It was 2 egg whites in the blender with the protein shake
Man 3: Oh yeah that's right. After some pasta...
Man 2: Oh no pasta. That's carbs...
Overheard at the gym Thursday...
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Scenes from Carnaby Street...
Theatre: Nation
Theatre: Nation
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Overheard on the Tube home Tuesday...
Man 1: She gives me evils because I'm dis neo liberal like you know...
Overheard on the Tube home Tuesday...
Saturday, November 07, 2009
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Overheard at the gym Thursday...
Man number one: So how do you get it like that?
Overheard at the gym Thursday...
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
Music: Michael Feinstein
Spending Sunday evening with Michael Feinstein and his 17 piece band was a great way to pass the time. When I last saw him five years ago, I wasn't so enthused by his performance. Since then he has released a number of new albums including most recently his Sinatra album with new interpretations to the music of Sinatra. This seems to have thankfully given him new music to explore, beyond being known just as the Gershwin man (or one of the foremost interpreters of Gershwin's music).
Music: Michael Feinstein
Play: Prick Up Your Ears

Prick Up Your Ears has sort of become known as the play that Matt Lucas pulled out from following the death of his ex partner. It is a shame really as it is a great little play that deserves to have an audience. Con O'Neill who replaces Lucas gives an excellent performance as Kenneth Halliwell, who killed his lover, playwright Joe Orton, in their small flat in Islington in the summer of 1967. Some of the reviews noted that it is definitely a play for anyone who has a more talented partner... While I would like to think that we all have our own strengths, but I have made a mental note not to share a studio flat with anyone who likes collages.
The play follows their antics of Kenneth and Joe where they defaced books at the Islington Library, and then following a short stint in prison, the rising career of Joe's. It all ends in a fight however, and I personally could have done without the nine hammer blows to the head at the end of the play, but then again I did see it on Halloween so there was plenty of fake blood about.
Play: Prick Up Your Ears
Monday, November 02, 2009
People: Leslie Caron
Tuesday evening last week I managed to get very close to Leslie Caron. It was at one of the National Theatre's platform events where they talk about somebody and there is usually a book signing involved. Old queens, people close to death or a combination of the above seemed to make up the audience. Although there was one guy who took up two chairs that was definitely younger than me there... He sat two over and oohed and ahhed at everything she said as if he were her number one fan...
Anyway, Leslie Caron was the woman who at 16 danced with Gene Kelly in An American in Paris and then went on to be a star in her own right in films such as Gigi and Lili. She now runs a bed and breakfast outside Paris and has written a book about her life. She hasn't given up entirely on acting. She recently won an emmy for appearing in Law and Order: Special Victims Unit and will be appearing in Paris next year in a production of A Little Night Music. It was interesting listening to her as she talked about her life and how it didn't quite work out the way that she always planned it, that she always managed to make the most of it... Of course, talent and ambition probably had a lot to do with it as well. Best line of the evening was confirming that Maurice Chevalier was more or less (well using a few more polite words anyway) a bastard.
People: Leslie Caron





