Yet again, here I sit, back in London, a nice olive glow warming my skin as I tap away at my work computer and serving as a healthy reminder f the excitement I’ve had over the past few weeks. Strangely it doesn’t feel so bad being back, having experienced what I did during what was one of the better holidays of my life.
Volcanoes and hot spas and realising how unfit I am… Part 1: The Azores.
What I thought would be a short and sweet fable here from Paulo Coelho, suggested to me for my monthly Book club, has actually hit rather closer to home than I expected. So much so in fact that after reading it once in less than a day, I read it again the day after, I then purchased the audiobook so that I could have Jeremy Irons growl it to me for another go over on my way into work.
So it’s happened, after two years of saving, thousands of photos and a lot of nervous review reading, I bought a new and sexy camera. The difference won’t be immediately obvious I’m sure, but as I figure out how to use it properly you’ll hopefully see a slow improvement! Anyway, here’s the result of me aggressively snapping round London in an over excited and borderline manic manner.
Apologies for the lack of action this month, I’ve been moving house amongst other less fun things that have taken up all of my time. Here’s a nice day’s wander around the city on a sunny day.
This month it’s a little different, I’ve brought in a guest photographer to showcase some of their work, these were all taken with a cold winter theme.
If you like their work, you can find more of it over on instagram.
Another month another book. That’s what I though at least when I first picked up ‘The Seven Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle’. Little did I know that what I had actually picked up was not another book, no, this was in fact 500 pages of sheer edge of my seat, heart in my mouth, sweat on my brow mindfuckery.
Just take a deep breath, and relax.
Let’s be honest, this review is going to be less of a book review and more of a Steven review. I made the intelligent decision to read this book and then to buy it on audiobook immediately after and I have to say, this is one of the few times in life where the audiobook far outstrips the written word.
A wonderful way to break in a New Year.
This was an… interesting read. I’ve read a few reviews online since finishing this book, all gushingly positive (as I often am) and with rarely a bad word to say about it. Now I’m not saying that I hated the book or even didn’t like it I just felt it was very… middle of the road, not because it was badly written nor because it had any poor topics but in all honesty it felt slightly like it was a victim of itself. I’ll try and explain, if language allows.
Wandering around London and then also a kitten which I’m going to steal one day…
Zoos and cityscapes. A November in and out of London
Comedy writing is extremely difficult to achieve. It is hard to make someone laugh out lout in a public space simply from something they have read. Likewise, emotionally powerful writing is extremely difficult to achieve. It is hard to make someone burst into tears in a public space simply from something they have read. To be able to do both, on the same page, within the space of 30 seconds, whilst delivering an important and powerful message now that is a rare talent.
A lovely weekend spent on England’s shoulder.
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