And Then He Said

This lunchtime I saw two fat, middle aged male businessmen in smart suits staring through the window of the Agent Provocateur lingerie shop near the Bank of England. They were actually ogling the dummies that were being used to display the (rather tarty and unpleasant) underwear. How sad is that?

Okay, so I watched most of the last episode of Cold Feet last night. I didn't mean to – I haven't seen much more than about 10 minutes of the whole of the previous five seasons. I don't know who the characters are, or what their storylines have been, and I still can't remember most…

So. Back now. That was a good holiday. “Good” as in, I feel refreshed – but also “good” as in we got an enormous amount of life planning done. We looked at everything – home, work, ambitions, dreams – and tried to work out what we could do to make things happen for us. Hell,…

That's it – I'm off on holiday. See you all on the 15th (unless I visit a cybercafe in the meantime…) Andy

London has collapsed into chaos today, weighed down by snow and the aftermath of Saturday's Tube crash. One of my colleagues waited for and hour and a half for a train before giving up and going to the dentist instead (less painful, no doubt). Another queued for half an hour just to get into his…

Walking home last night I passed the big RAC building in the industrial estate near where I live. It's some sort of administrative office or something, not a repairs depot. Outside is a slim sign, like a ten foot high credit card stuck in the ground, with the RAC logo on it. It was caked…

Had an idea today for a bit of fiction that I'm quite excited about… will take about a fortnight to work out whether it's a goer and set it up but, if it is, you'll hear about it here first. PS:No room in the 'books' input field to put the author in – it's Conrad…

Attention South Dakota: there appears to have been some sort of error – we have received a consignment of your weather here in London. Would you like it back?

So very tired…