How to project manage your life

Alex hits 30....

2012-01-31T22:22:00.000Z

....SURPRISE!

This was a 30th to remember. Alex sure will. Organised months ago and coordinated to perfection, girlfriend Nieve made sure that 35 friends were safely housed at Buckland House from Friday, awaiting Alex's arrival.

Alex arrives

And a surprise it was. Alex was blown away and following the cheers, we settled in to a brilliant weekend. Of general excess. The first evening was pretty unstructured, but a great get to know you.

The incredible setting

The following day we nursed hang overs by grazing on food, playing snooker, watching the footy and going for a fantastic long walk around the grounds and in to the woods.

Nieve holds court with the boys

Saturday evening brought in the caterers and a sit down black-tie dinner. It was a wonderful evening that descended in to piano-sing-a-long-chaos around the grand piano in the main hall. Epic. The drive home on the Sunday was certainly a test, as I was at the wheel of the 9-seater mini bus. But we made it. Just. Happy birthday again!

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Jude Ellis Preston is christened....

2012-01-31T21:58:00.001Z

....We travelled up to Newcastle a week or so ago, not only to celebrate Nige's 70th, but also to witness the Christening of Jude.

Ruth and Andy decided it would be done at what was our, (and still mum's), local church, St. John's. The baptism was at the end of a fantastic service - a lot of the content and music chosen by mum herself. Jude was on great form, not kicking up a fuss once and causing lots of cooing as Ruth walked him up and down the aisle.

Great Nana gets in on the action!

Afterwards we had friends back to the house, for food, drinks and a whopping cake. A fantastic family day, that everyone enjoyed. If only Jude knew what on earth went on!

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Nige hits 70....

2012-01-31T21:42:00.000Z

....The Prestons' and the Barkers' all went up to the Jolly Fisherman pub in Craster a week past Saturday.

The pub itself has relevance, as friends and Andy own it, so it was the perfect place to celebrate Nige's 70th together. It was the perfect setting too, right on the coast, overlooking the sea on a wonderful day.

We tucked in to lunch and raised a glass of prosecco and cut a cake. A lovely afternoon, many happy returns!

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The Artist....

2012-01-31T20:57:00.000Z

....What an utterly irresistible film. The Artist has won many plaudits and even Oscar nominations, since its release. Thankfully this charming, funny and endearing silent film, about the silent movie era in the '20s and '30s, steered clear of novelty. Well clear.

The performances of leads Jean Dujardin, (playing George Valentin) and Berenice Bejo, (playing Peppy Miller), were outstanding. And for me made all the more watchable owing to their (relative) lack of a famous face.

Always important in a silent movie is the score and this original creation from Ludovic Bource was a fitting and fantastic accompaniment. Special mention too must go to Valentin's companion, his dog, who is wonderful as a constant cameo.

The opening 20 minutes is quite honestly the most entertained and captivated I have been by a movie in some time. The storytelling at the heart of the film is sensitively realised and the finale a wonderful one. You'll be smiling throughout I guarantee. You must go and see this.

A secret weekend away with Chris and Sarah....

2012-01-17T22:19:00.000Z

....Chris told us to pack our smalls, we were going away. And we didn't know until we pulled in to the centre of Rye, that it was to be our final destination.

So we spent Saturday & Sunday down on the coast with Chris & Sarah, staying at a lovely flat above Lion Street Store that Chris's dad rents through the week.

We ate at the George on Saturday evening and breakfast the following day at Haydens, whilst inbetween dropping in to every local lovely pub & shop we could. We even squeezed in a walk on Lydd beach, (the sandy side). Then, just before leaving, we caught up with friends Karen & Mark....finally realising why they'd escaped London for here, all those years ago! A fantastic surprise and a fantastic weekend, thank you.

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Shame....

2012-01-17T21:57:00.001Z

....The first film I have seen in some time on it's opening night. Steve McQueen's second directorial outing, following his superb Hunger. McQueen employs Michael Fassbender, playing Brandon, once more as the protagonist in this portrait of a sex addict. The film is slow and moody, gathering momentum as it draws on.

Shame is perhaps titled to reflect what Brandon feels, his battle with his addiction and with what is clearly a deep sadness in his life. This life is only complicated by the arrival of his sister, Sissy, played by Carey Mulligan.

The performances of the pair are simply stunning. Fassbender affecting and real in his seedy world. Mulligan captivating, doe eyed, ditzy and troubled. The sibling relationship has clearly always been difficult and Sissy's arrival only makes it more so. Her super slow rendition of New York, New York is a most memorable scene.

It is certainly the most overt sex I have ever watched at the cinema, but this didn't mean it was at all sexy. The direction by McQueen was first rate - long vivd scenes, obtuse camera angles, everything natural. The sex was never passionate and it showed.

In terms of performance, one of the strongest I've scene. As a film, it is a beautiful, if not disturbing portrait of a taboo subject. Handled by McQueen with artistry & artistic license.

A film to see and one would think a strong Oscar contender too.

Jude & Missy....

2012-01-17T21:26:00.001Z

....The best photo of him yet, this time he's as transfixed as Jess & David's dog Missy is bemused!

Source Code....

2012-01-17T21:22:00.000Z

....Despite the film appearing nearly a year ago, this is one I've only just succumbed to. I must say, at first glance I was pretty uninspired - Jake Gyllenhaal taking on an action roll, in a Speed-esque romp. But I was totally wrong.

Directed by Duncan Jones, who also chaired Moon, the film is much more sci-fi, much more complex and much more thriller than anything Speed could ever have brought to the table. Jones openly talks about the film being indebted to Alfred Hitchcock - Strangers On A Train or North by Northwest could indeed be reference points.

Gyllenhaal is an ex-army pilot, Colter Stevens, now being used by the CIA to test their new experiment - Source Code. The Source Code is futurist technology that allows Gyllenhaal to assume the body of a person for the last eight minutes of their life.

In this instance he assumes the body of teacher Sean Fentress, aboard a Chicago-bound train that is about to be the victim of a terrorist attack. By using Source Code, Gyllenhaal can repeatedly attempt to work out who the culprit for the attack is and therefore protect the City from further attacks.

It has more twists and turns, a romantic side even too. It's very good - not as good as some reviewers seem to think, but a different stratosphere to Speed. (Remind me why I'm promoting Speed so much?!)Definitely see this one.

Liam hits 30....

2012-01-10T22:25:00.002Z

....Celebrating in style at Bloomsbury Bowling, Liam left no stone unturned, with several lanes booked and a karaoke room to finish the evening off.

Great fun was had both bowling and singing, (the latter a lesson on how to cram 30 adults in to a small booth!)

Happy birthday Liam, welcome to the club.
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The Killing II....

2012-01-10T21:54:00.000Z

....After watching the superb first series last summer, it's taken a while to get around to the second series. I'm not sure quite why we waited, but it was well worth it.

With a slightly different premise to the first, the hunt this time is for a serial killer. Sarah Lund is back, with a similar array of knitwear and a new partner in Strange.

Strange & Lund

Compelling, nail biting, frightening, complex and just utterly brilliant, you will not be disappointed. You could argue it starts a little slowly, but come episode three, you'll be watching them back to back.

Contagion....

2012-01-02T21:28:00.001Z

....Wow. Steven Soberbergh take a bow. That was truly awful. How and why the 'all star' cast signed up to the film is beyond me. Poorly acted, (Jude Law is the case in point), poorly written, poorly realised. What a waste of 2 hours....I wanted to contract the virus just to spare me of the movie. Watch it only to behold the dross.

The Ides of March....

2012-01-02T19:02:00.002Z

....I should really watch as many films as possible, before the Oscars. So I am. The Ides of March is a political drama, written and directed by George Clooney, whom I thoroughly enjoy watching and who's talent seemingly knows no bounds.

With him in this film is current flavour of the month Ryan Gosling, who plays Stephen Meyers, a brilliantly talented aide to Clooney's Governer Morris.

The film, (and indeed the Shakespeare-related title referencing the day conspirators were to overturn Ceaser), covers the mirky, dirty ground that's walked on the campaign trail for Presidency.

The picture is well thought in cast and direction - beautifully lit in particular, whilst Gosling is very much the focus throughout and pulls it off with aplomb. It's a film that should be seen for great performances, but also to plant (yet another) seed of mistrust in your mind when it comes to politics.

50/50....

2012-01-01T17:34:00.000Z

....The premise for this film interested me from the start - tackling a subject like cancer is always tough, but to do so in what is an enjoyable, emotional, heart warming comedy is another.

Based on a true story, the film sees 27 year old Adam, (Joseph Gordon-Levitt), diagnosed with a cancer giving him a 50% survival rate. His battle to overcome the disease himself and with his best friend Kyle, (Seth Rogan), is warming and funny, (the latter largely inspired by Kyle's need to use humour as a coping mechanism).

Gordon-Levitt is a brilliant lead, stoic in adversity, but when he momentarily unravels at the enormity of his disease, I couldn't help but unravel with him.

I think the film is successful in helping to break the cancer taboo and prove that it needn't be totally bleak whilst doing so. How fair a reflection it is on the disease and its life consequences, I can only speculate, but it's origination as a true story is a good start.

A perfect film for this lazy New Year's Day. And a reminder why I like Gordon-Levitt as an actor so much. Check it out.

Happy New Year : 2012....

2012-01-01T14:53:00.001Z

....Kel & I wish you all the best for 2012. No more yawns, we promise.

NYE 2011.....

2011-12-31T16:40:00.001Z

....Always a tricky time of year, yet for me, (unlike most), never a let down. This year Kel & I took advatage of two couples' hospitality.

We started at Sarah & Dan's for drinks and then moved on to Aimee's flat for dinner and to see in New Year. We even found time to get back to Sarah & Dan's until the morning hours. Good times.

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A Christmas at Cowley....

2011-12-28T10:18:00.001Z

....Kelly & I decided that we deserved a treat. We've had a year in which we've both started new jobs and been run off our feet, Kelly ran a half marathon and we've also sold & bought a house. Try all that together, (and in fact in a space of 3 months), and it can be pretty draining.

So we decided upon Cowley Manor, in the Cotswolds. It gave us the opportunity to relax in resplendent surroundings whilst also purporting to lead a grandiose existence for 2 days. It worked perfectly.

We did nothing but eat, sleep, spa and managed on one occasion, to walk. You should all do it. We loved it.

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Christmas 2011....

2011-12-27T22:58:00.001Z

....This was Kelly & my first Christmas together, which was lovely. It meant a bit of project management was needed, but you know what, I am good at that! We caught a train up to Cambridge on 23rd December and stayed with Bev, Kelly's mum. The rest of the family gathered there, so Kel & I cooked for everyone the following evening, Christmas eve.

It was a classic ham in coca-cola affair, with mash & greens that seemed to go down a treat. On Christmas morning we all tucked in to our pressies - from which we all did very well. Kel & I cooked again, this time a big ol' English breakfast, before we jumped in the car, (on loan from Kel's sister Jodie), and made off for Leeds.

In Leeds we all gathered at Ruth, Andy & Jude's house. That meant mum & dad, (Nana & Grandpa) and Jean & Nige, (Nana & Grandad) and Andy's brother (Uncle) Steve were all in attendance. We drank champagne and opened more presents before seating to a fantastic lunch, all made by Andy.

Starting with a crab & lobster soup, then a small lemon sorbet 'cleanser', before a Turkey with all the trimmings. Dessert was a choice of panna cotta or Christmas pudding, after which the all important cheese board rolled out!

We played games that evening, including Andy's annual quiz and Jenga, before retiring to bed. On Boxing Day, Steve, Andy and I all went to Wetherby races, where we promptly lost lots of money, (but still had fun). Meanwhile the others back at the house had gone for a walk in Roundhay Park.

When home, we pulled together left overs and a cracking dauphinoise potatoes and got stuck in to more food. The evening brought about more games and more booze. The following morning, after breakfast, everyone departed. A wonderful few days in both Cambridge & Leeds was had, whilst Kel & I were just beginning to get excited about an imminent 2 night stay at Cowley Manor. Roll on!

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A Christmas Karen....

2011-12-21T19:57:00.001Z

....As Karen wasn't in town for last Sunday's Christmas get together, Bond invited friends to join them at his place.

Master chef

As ever Mr. Bond cooked up a veritable feast, whilst I duly took to sous chef duty!

Service!

Everything we ate was home-made - even down to the truffles. And ending on a cheese board was a sure fire winner.

It was great to see Karen and many thanks to Nick for a fantastic dinner.

Dinner with Matt & Tess....

2011-12-20T23:18:00.002Z

....Over from New York for Christmas and en route to Stratford Upon Avon, Kelly and I caught up with Matt & Tess over cocktails and food at GNT RBT.

Matt & I

As always, a lovely evening amongst lovely company. See you both on Skype on Xmas day!

Tess & Kel.

Christmas dinner with the gang....

2011-12-18T13:32:00.002Z

....Aimee managed to organise a Christmas lunch, today, for about 40 of us friends. Held at her sister's cafe & bar, Platform, it was an afternoon of eating, drinking and being merry.

The set up.

Christmas songs were blasted out and soon after the meal, the dancing begun. (In fact I am pretty sure it started during it!) A fantastic way to sign off the year and to celebrate Christmas. Cheers.

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Birthday (Satur)day....

2011-12-17T20:18:00.002Z

....Today we managed to attend two birthdays, whilst still missing out on two others! A late afternoon gathering for Susie's celebration was a civilised affair, with incredible home made canapes.

Spread

Soon we had to excuse ourselves to make our way to Emma's birthday, which was dinner with friends at the fantastic El Parador.

Emma, Natalie & Sarah

We ate fantastic tapas before going for more drinks and a boogie at the Black Heart in Camden.

Boogie

A really fun evening and great to see everyone.

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Blog layout blips....

2011-12-16T21:53:00.002Z

....It seems the jolly unhelpful people at Blogspot have changed the interface entirely of the system I use to write this blog. And that means that I am not uploading posts in a way that looks right. Please bear with me and layout errors in coming posts, until it is sorted!

Meeting Viggo Skov....

2011-12-15T10:03:00.001Z

....Gemma & Nico have recently become proud parents to little Viggo. (Although, at over 9lbs, he wasn't that little at all!)

Nico & Viggo

Kelly and I paid them a visit, to introduce ourselves, although judging by the reaction, he wasn't too pleased to meet us!

Nico with Viggo, Kel & Gemma

We look forward to many more visits soon!

a&e christmas party....

2011-12-14T14:19:00.002Z

....Our work Christmas party this year was a TOWIE vs MIC theme at the rather posh Valmont Club. (Scroll over acronyms and follow link to save me explaining!) So, following a Secret Santa where everyones present was put under the tree, we all got ready.

And the theme really allowed everyone to go to town - the ladies in particular enjoying it.

I decided to give it a little lateral thinking and channelled David Essex, to much amusement.

It proved to be an immensely fun night, where after a long, hard working year, everyone was able to let off steam in, erm, style.

Weekend in Newcastle....

2011-12-10T19:18:00.001Z

....This was the weekend that Jude was meant to be getting Christened. But with that getting postponed until after Christmas, this simply turned in to a family catch up.Ruth, Andy & Jude still made the trip over, so they collected Kelly and I from the station and took us straight up to Close House, where we met Mum & Dad for lunch.

Eating at No.19

Following that, we popped in to Corbridge and the much loved RE: shop. (Kel & I will have to wait until we're in our new house before utilising that shop fully!) In the evening, with mum & dad looking after Jude, it was an opportunity for Ruth & Andy to get out to dinner with Kel and I.

Kel & Ruth

We ate a fantastic Indian meal at Vujon, just off the Quayside. We then walked along to the Malmaison bar for an aperitif cocktail, before retiring for the night. On the Sunday, we decided to stage what would usually be a Boxing Day affair, with the Laing & Wenzel families joining us at Queens Road.

Gathered; in preparation for Dad's annual quiz.

With our Christmas being spent in Leeds this year, we took to Dad's quiz and a sit down meal a little earlier than usual, but the typical fun and banter ensued. A fantastic weekend amongst family and friends as ever.

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Weekend at Center Parcs....

2011-12-05T17:38:00.003Z

Many years ago, Ian with his family and me with mine, made a trip to Center Parcs. We liked it so much, we did it again a year later. Perhaps even a third and final time. Then many years passed, we grew up, Ian married the lovely Susie. I met the marvellous Kelly. We became friends all over again, and so decided to reprise the Center Parcs holiday all over again too. Only this time, with more alcohol, cheese and about the same number of board games and bad jokes. This, it proved, is likely to be the first in many regular jollies.

There was no agenda for the long weekend - simply to get away. Oh, ok, so Ian & I wanted to reminisce about the rapids - THEY GO OUTSIDE - and the cool chalets. Well, it turns out the rapids still go outside, (only now we're bigger, we're not quite as rapid in getting down them), and the chalets....well, they're not cool. In fact I couldn't see a change since the 1990s, but they did a job.

Dinner time!

It was 'Winter Wonderland' whilst we were visiting - that didn't mean a great deal other than some spray snow in places, a firework display on the Sunday and some carols.

It's behind you.

Other than that, we simply went for long walks, went ten-pin bowling, took my Nana out to lunch, as she lives nearby, and drank a little too much every evening.

Dinner with Nana at The Lion, Farnsfield

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In short, it was a fantastic, fun(ny) weekend. Again please. (Only somewhere different this time).

List my photo : update 6....

2011-11-25T23:05:00.002Z

....Click here to see more arty beauties, like this.

Soho Joe's, then singing flows....

2011-11-23T08:53:00.004Z

....The tri-annual birthday dinners for Richie, Nick and I continued last night, with a belated celebration for Nick. Despite it being very much a school night, we had an epic evening. We started posh, at Dean Street Townhouse, then it gradually got more debauched. Great (and incredibly good value) pizza followed at Soho Joe.

Richie and Nick tuck in.

Then after a few more beers at the Toucan, we took to Lucky Voice for a 2 hour sing song in to the early hours.

Can anybody find them somebody to love?

A super fun night and I couldn't think of two finer boys I'd rather spend it with. Happy birthday (again) Nick.

Kelly & Roy hit 2....

2011-11-19T18:31:00.003Z

....So, in line with last year, we decided to get away for the weekend to celebrate and go for a walk. Lewes was the chosen destination - somewhere in good proximity to London that also gave the potential for scenery and a good, long walk. We stayed at a lovely little B&B, called The Corner House. Owned and hosted by Benetta Adamson, (who we learned was a retired, pretty successful national TV producer), the place was chic, stylish and well, we were pretty pleased. We dropped our bags in the afternoon and left to explore Lewes.

Lewes Castle

Walking down the High Street, we popped in and out of shops and then stopped off at the Castle. The weather was sensational and we were afforded an incredible view across the South Downs and Seven Sisters chalk cliffs.

Tucking in, at Bill's

More shops, then a pit stop at Bill's. A superb produce store and cafe that is buzzing at any time of the day. We tucked in to fish finger sarnies and bloody Marys. (It's a holiday after all, right?!). We walked back to the B&B as the shops closed, grabbing a bottle to accompany X Factor, before leaving for dinner in the evening. Once spruced up, we headed out to the local pub, (a tip from Benetta), The Kings Head.

Cheese. (And wine).

We had a truly fantastic meal - the perfect celebration. The service was sensational and everything was just really good. We shared whitebait to start, before Kel took pork for main and I went for venison. We then shared a homemade rocky road pudding.

The following day we were treated to Benetta's home cooked breakfast - a ridiculous spread. From fresh fruit, granola, cereal and toasts, to the full English works. Perfect.

Walkies!

We then set about on our walk across the South Downs. Unfortunately there was a thick mist for the first hour or so of the walk, but gradually it cleared, to the extend that the beating sun reduced us both to t-shirts in late November! It was a great walk, beautifully scenic and a respite from the Big Smoke.

Stacked

Of course it wouldn't have been right if we hadn't finished off with a treat, so we headed to The Snowdrop Inn for quite simply the biggest roast dinner you will ever see. Too big perhaps. But I finished it of course. A great end to a great break, for a great celebration. Cheers.

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John Martin : Apocalypse....

2011-11-17T17:50:00.009Z

....The name of this show is a great one word summation of the exhibited work - Martin's oeuvre is epic, magical, mystical, biblical, fantastical, celestial, fictional - sensational. On an apocalyptic scale and often of apocalyptic subject.

For a humble Geordie lad, with huge ambition, not just in art, but also engineering and publishing, John Martin created quite a stir. His non-traditional style of 'landscape' painting and the sensationalist subject matter was often critically slammed, but what can't be denied are the paintings' impact - both then and now.

Visitors flocked to see visionary scenes, of incredible detail and imagination, not just locally but on a Worldwide scale.

The Great Day Of His Wrath, 1851-53

Ironically, despite the fervor, Martin had more critical and financial success with his series of mezzotint prints, including depicting Milton's, 'Paradise Lost' in a popular series.

Satan Arousing The Rebel Angels, from the Paradise Lost Series, 1827

But personally it's all about the paintings - the scale, the dynamism, the story. You can see where so much modern day inspiration has been found and used in film, particularly. Each painting could be a still from a blockbuster. Of Lord of The Rings. Of many others.

Sadak In Search Of The Waters Of Oblivion, 1812

What I found is that the show entertained me. It is creatively brilliant, populist, breathtaking, yet the most traditional of forms. A painting. A meticulously created still. But the realisation is vivid and spectacular.

The Last Judgement, triptych, 1853

The Tate Britain show brings the drama to life further, in the final room, where Martin's triptych, 'The Last Judgement', is brought to life theatrically with a lighting and voice over show. These paintings carry on the theme of the end of the world, as prophesied in the biblical Book of Revelation. They marked the culmination of a career spent painting apocalyptic disaster, that astonished audiences then and continue to do so. Including me - even in this digital, 3D, technological age.

Portrait of John Martin, by Henry Warren, 1839

Over 150 years later, this is a blockbuster - the Geordie John Martin done good! An epic show, that must be seen.

Going, Goldman, Gone....

2011-11-17T13:20:00.003Z

....The door has finally closed on Goldman Close. We have completion.

Kel and I moved the remaining items to storage, where we packed the space like tetris.

All that remained was to take a photo, with our last posession, our bikes.

What a wonderful eight and a half years, but it paves the way for a new chapter, one where Kel & I can set up a marvellous new home. (After a 2 month rented hiatus of course). Onwards.

We need to talk about Kevin....

2011-11-15T23:26:00.009Z

....I didn't even reach the one hundredth page of the book. Which, given my reading prowess, is not that bad. But I found it to be a difficult read. So, as I like the easy way out, it was interesting to see this award winning book released as a film - this way, I could sit through images...much easier for me to digest - I'm a pictures man after all!

The director, Lynne Ramsay, has done a wonderful job. There are trademarks to be seen, as in her previous films, Morvern Callar and Ratcatcher, meaning it can be a difficult watch - but deliberately and effectively so. Juttering camera, in & out of focus, intense close-ups, long pauses. But in the context of the subject matter, they all have their place, adding to the uncomfortable intensity.

Eva & son, Kevin

The opening scene, of billowing curtains, is exquisite. Like a Vermeer painting. It sets a tone for the rest of the film - both in the picture quality but also by raising questions from the viewer - what is beyond the curtain? And, do I really want to know? The second scene grabs the senses, with more vivid colour, noise and detail. The drenched colour reminding me of the Richter portrait, Betty, that I saw for the first time on Monday.

Most people know the subject matter of this book - unfortunately it's a relatively familiar one - particularly in the U.S. But whilst we know the outcome, it is the relationship between Tilda Swinton, (Eva) and Ezra Miller, (Kevin) that is the main feature here.

The time altering scenes focus on Eva's struggle to raise Kevin - to love him, but also the struggle with her guilt in the aftermath of the incident. Whether Kevin is a difficult child that is difficult to love, or a difficult child because he knows he's unloved, is hard to tell.

Kevin

Kevin's intelligent, yet anti-social behaviour comes to a head, and the act in which this is portrayed, is clinical as it is brutal. Clinical too in its isolation of Eva - as though intended to highlight her guilt, (be it right or wrong). It also means that she is the only one able to pick up the pieces afterwards.

The film is scored by Johnny Greenwood, alongside the use of familiar tracks from the 50s & 60s, that together provide quite an unsettling, if at times familiar, musical accompaniment.

A challenging film, but captivating and rewarding, of sorts, too. The acting is intense, but brilliant and through colour and texture the direction & cinematography have created a haunting picture.

Gerhard Richter : Panorama....

2011-11-14T18:11:00.009Z

....Having a week off in London can be very fulfilling. So, whilst pretending that I haven't still got a load to do in the house before we move, I am taking the opportunity to get to the many shows that have eluded me until now.

This Gerhard Richter show at the Tate Modern is pretty epic. It is a review of the artist's work to date, which is expansive in content as much as it is in artistic style - Richter is a rare breed that seems to span genres, (to an extent), and maintain his masterly touch.

When I think of Richter, I think photo-realist images. There are some, (perhaps not enough in my eyes), of them on show here which serve to remind what a truly sensational painter he is. Then walking in to another room he is able to break down his painting to such abstraction, you wonder if he's suddenly lost all of that ability.

The artist, Gerhard Richter.

Richter's willingness to span artistic genres seems to come from a need to raise questions about his medium and also to respond to other prolific artists that inspire him. For example he painted, 'Ema (Nude on a staircase)' 1966, in response to Duchamp's famous, 'Nude Descending a staircase No.2', 1912.

Ema (Nude on a staircase), 1966

But it is not that Richter does not know who he, or his art is. He established very knowing styles - the blur affect created by dragging a dry brush over still wet oil paintings, for example. It gives an ethereal quality to his subject, reminding us that the image, that moment in time, is transient.

Ferrari, 1964

His, (often huge), abstract paintings are made of strong colour and thick paint, dragged by a squeegee back and forth, back & forth. At times they end up an almost Monet-esque density of colour, where there is no real subject but perhaps hundreds of answers as to what we see.

Abstraktes Bild, (from a series of that name).

Richter is still alive and practising his art today - it is very rare that a living artist receives a retrospective. It is testament to his ability to embrace the changing face & styles of art, his ability to be almost chameleon-like in his approach. This show is a brilliant survey of his work, but reminded me that I love him as a non-abstract painter above all else. His control of the paint brush is phenomenal, so when he deliberately decides to lose control, personally, I feel a little bit disappointed.

St. Paul's panorama - my own Richter, captured in a photograph from the Tate Members balcony.

Superb. A must see exhibition

Goodbye Goldman + Nick & Aimee hit 31....

2011-11-13T16:29:00.004Z

....On the same day that Kel & I packed up 69 Goldman Close, Nick & Aimee celebrated their 31st birthday. Doug & Toby assisted moving our gear in to storage, before we got home in time to set out the house, ready for the imminent arrival of guests.

Nick, Richie and I re-create a memorable shot from a late night / early morning in Berlin some years ago.

With the house bare, and only plastic cups and paper plates to use for food and drink, there was more than an air of student party about the send off to No.69. But I wouldn't have had it any other way. It was an early start and therefore an early end, with cabs whisking us off to Platform Bar, where we celebrated Nick & Aimee's joint 31st.

Nick & (half of) Aimee

It was a packed bar, full of friends and it made for a boozy, dancey, fun night. In all, it felt like a pretty epic and certainly tiring day. One step closer to handing over the Goldman Close keys for good. Amen.

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Twight Night....

2011-11-07T23:00:00.005Z

...Tonight was Twight Night. Or correctly written according to Twitter, #twightnight. An evening curated by Chris Floyd and chaired by Miranda Sawyer, it was a panel discussion and Q&A at the Paramount Bar, where Twitter was the subject.

Chris Floyd

Steve Furst, (@stevefurst), Poppy Dinsey (@poppyd), Rhodri Marsden (@rhodri), Alexis Petridis (@alexispetridis), Michael Holden (@thewrongwriter) and Grace Dent (@gracedent), all discussed their interaction with the medium, what they felt it was for, why they used it and basically anything that Twitter has bestowed upon them. (Largely abuse, love, work and PR in equal measure it seemed).

The panel, (minus Michael Holden)

It was an interesting discussion to be a part of and also to meet in the flesh some of the journalists / columnists that I only ever seem to read in the weekend papers! The location too was spectacular, with panoramic views across London, that the misty fog tried it's best to disguise. And we were fed, intermittently, with brilliant hot dogs.

View

Hot dawg

There was nothing revelatory revealed about Twitter - I think we all agreed that it's still a worthy place to be, it's still important and fun and interesting and educational. Perhaps only that now there is more flotsam & jetsam to wade past in a bid to reach it. But there in lies the beauty of Twitter - the choice of who we follow and we're followed by, is entirely ours.

One Hundred and Forty Characters....

2011-11-04T16:10:00.004Z

....It's a real life thing, that directed me toward a social thing, that created a real life thing, that created an exhibition. Something like that. So a photographer, Chris Floyd, (or @ChrisFloydUK if we're going down that route), came in to work to show me his (photography) book. It was very nice. So was he. He mentioned this One Hundred and Forty Characters thing, I nodded along, understood. So I followed him on Twitter, and watched the project evolve from afar. And now, this is the result. An exhibition of 140 characters that Chris follows, that have become real friends, bridging the social ether.

It's interesting observing and even taking part in conversation on Twitter, then finally meeting those who you follow, or share messages with. And the private view for this show was full of that - people that both knew and didn't really know each other at all. Fascinating. The photography itself, (for we're not just here for the idea and social gathering!), was a homage to Richard Avedon - black & white portraits on flat white backdrops and imagery sometimes splitting across frames. It allowed personality to shine through, making evident the new found relationship between photographer and subject.

One Hundred & Forty Characters from Chris Floyd on Vimeo.

The evening moved on to Giant Robot for food and drinks, where we got another quick chat with Chris, that confirmed his loveliness and also the brilliant, yet simplicity of his idea. Go and see it now at Host Gallery.

Midnight In Paris....

2011-11-02T22:29:00.005Z

....There are a lot of elements to this that should make me dislike it. I've fallen out of love with Woody Allen films for a start - a bit worthy, wordy and well, below par of late.

Also, the inclusion of Owen Wilson in the cast rang instant alarm bells. He just a dufus, right? Well, kind of, yes, but it works perfectly for this, amongst a stellar cast.

Owen Wilson and Rachel McAdams

The scene is set in Paris, obviously, and Wilson plays Gil, a Hollywood actor chasing a whimsical dream of being a writer, surrounded by the City he loves. His fiance, Inez, played by Rachel McAdams is not au fait with gay Paris - in fact it's evident that they're not quite taken with each other. Gil's fantasy job becomes a fantasy for real, with his midnight strolls through Paris inspiring him in the most unusual ways.

It didn't feel like a typical Allen film, (or a Wilson film for that matter), but I got lost in the fantasy myself - the city, the charm, the whimsy. It certainly wasn't brilliant - the acting not quite as fluid as I suspect Allen would have liked and whilst a charming idea, it was executed a little bit briskly, (the film reached just 90mins), meaning occasionally the time frames felt a little rushed. But it didn't detract too much from the easy watch - particularly if you have a love for the arts, music and gay Paris.

Nicky hits 32....

2011-11-02T19:30:00.004Z

....Nicky celebrated her birthday with another Tuesday night gathering, over another dinner. This time is was at the Londesborough, a rather marvellous pub, (sister to the also fabulous Peasant).

Blow!

We ate well and topped it off with a big ol' cake. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Breakfast boys & wily Wolfe....

2011-10-29T23:43:00.006+01:00

....Kel and I paid a visit to Doug & Ross's new abode, on Graham Road. Very smartly kitted out, in it we were treated to coffee and pastries.

Lords of the Manor: Doug & Ross

We then met up with Matt, Fiamma and little Wolfe at Hackney Farm.

Wolfe bares his teeth

We had a quick lunch and catch up before heading out to see the animals.

Tucking in

And then we went for a little play in Haggerston Park, where Wolfe proved himself much more brave than myself when it came to the roundabout

In a spin

What Saturday socials are all about. Marvellous.

Clementine hits 3....

2011-10-28T19:55:00.004+01:00

....Clem turned 3 last Saturday and what better way to celebrate than an afternoon at Kidz Mania? Quite. Once the playing had subsided, and the party rings eaten, Richie managed to sit her still long enough to get this photo.

Modelling her new birthday top from Uncle Kelly & Auntie Roy (A deliberate mix-up of titles owing to Clem's insistence!) HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Chase + Sorensen....

2011-10-23T21:05:00.004+01:00

....A new Danish furniture and coffee shop has recently opened in Hackney. In the not too distant future, it could well become something of a local, which is fine by us, as we're rather taken with it.

They serve a mean AllPress coffee (with a complimentary biscuit!) and a range of Danish snacks.

And perusing the furniture is a rewarding affair, although I expect Kel and I to engage in some heated discussions soon, about what we actually need and what we don't!

Greedy pigs....

2011-10-23T21:00:00.004+01:00

....Joss was lucky enough to shoot a suckling pig on a recent job for St. John's. He was even luckier to be given the pig. Then, we were the lucky recipients of a feast as a result.

As an additional birthday get together, Joss gathered the boys to tuck in to the fodder, following up with a cheese board. I, at least, was in utter heaven!

Richie, Richie and Joss

Bugsy hits 31....(but pretends it's his 30th)

2011-10-22T11:06:00.004+01:00

....Joce surprised Bugsy a whole year after she had planned to, with this (slightly) delayed birthday bash at the Cinema Museum.

A phenomenal place - a relic that time seemingly forgot, the Museum is adorned with flotsam and jetsam from since when cinema began. There is even two small cinema rooms - one of which we used to watch some short home films of birthday wishes.

Joce even got caterers in, The Meat Wagon, so we tucked in to burgers galore on the outside forecourt.

Drinks then continued in the museum for the rest of the evening. A unique and rather marvellous birthday celebration.

Tom, Kel, Nick, Bugsy, Liam

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Joss hits 30....

2011-10-15T19:47:00.003+01:00

....Last of the crop of 30 year olds is Joss and he celebrated with a party on Saturday night.

Joss & Tom

It started with a band and followed up with friends Djing.

And went on to be a late, dancy, fun filled affair.

Nick, Harrie & Kel (stripes obligatory)

Happy 30th Joss!

Dinner with Nicky & Phil....

2011-10-13T12:45:00.003+01:00

....A Tuesday night dinner party? That's right, and what a welcome one it was. Nicky & Phil invited us and friends to their lovely Stoke Newington house for an evening of great food and great company.

Jo, Nico, Fiamma, Nicky, Phil, Matt, Kel, Gemma (& bump).

To start we had potato cakes with smoke salmon.

For main we ate beef Wellington, (I know! On a Tuesday!), with sweet potato, greens, sprouts & bacon and potato dauphinoise.

And finally a dessert of home made raspberry pavlova.

It was noting short of epic - thank you to you both.

Kelly runs the Royal Parks Half Marathon...

2011-10-09T19:59:00.004+01:00

....Today Kel managed quite a feat. A half marathon.

Kel & Natalie all smiles at the start

The course is a pretty spectacular one, taking in Buckingham Palace, The Mall, Hyde Park, Green Park, Westminster amongst others. I sure hope Kel looked up from the tarmac to see some of it!

Mile 6

When she did look up, I was standing on the side lines too - receiving the full, 'I hate this race and the world', glare. I simply cheered her on regardless.

Mile 10

Her time, (to be confirmed), was 2hrs 5mins, which is pretty damn good by anyone's standards. Kel was running for the charities, NASS and MS and can still be sponsored, here.

Le fin

Congratulations KC. I'm very proud. X.

Jude update....

2011-10-06T21:31:00.002+01:00

....Well, at nearly 7 months, he's just dandy. A super happy chappy, he's sitting up and dressing up every day. Here's a snap:

Metronomy, Royal Albert Hall....

2011-10-03T23:58:00.007+01:00

....We booked these tickets a while ago, thinking October was a distant future. Suddenly, here we are. Metronomy's current album, The English Riviera, is the sole reason why we're here. A beautifully constructed, imagined and realised album of intelligent pop, that has a slight Roxy Music glean to it.

The English Riviera

We grabbed a bite to eat first, at Stick & Bowl on High Street Kensington, then headed along to the gig.

The support act tonight was an added bonus. Django Django provided a brief, but thrilling set - and even more exciting is that a friend Jimmy was up there playing bass.

Django Django, (with Jim furthest right)

(He has latterly told me all he could see was a threatening guy in a Chelsea shirt, not the splendour of the Hall!!)

Splendour

The Metronomy set started with a quartet of young musicians playing instrumental versions of a couple of their old records. It was a befitting scene, though perhaps they were on stage too long. But that was all forgotten, as the band entered stage right and immediately blew everyone away.

Underway

The seating system at The Royal Albert Hall was totally forgotten about a third in to the second song, with everyone on their feet, as Metronomy ripped through records old and new.

Before the party started

Vocally, I don't think they're astounding, but musically, I think they're on top of their game. Kel and I boogied away as the tracks kept coming.

They ended the set with an encore of two songs, Everything Goes My Way and R.A.D.I.O, each of which was met with delight. It was a great set and a great night - yet remarkably I left commenting that it would be their next album that really sets them apart. Watch this space!

Weekend in Newcastle....

2011-10-02T19:56:00.006+01:00

....Kel and I came up to Newcastle this weekend for no other reason other than the fact I'd only brought her once before. Another visit was long over due. The early Saturday train rolled us in to town just before 11am and we walked straight over to Tyneside Cinema, where we had booked seats to see Drive, (see previous review).

After the exhilarating film, we caught a snack downstairs before mooching around the shops for bits and pieces. We got back to the house to see mum & dad briefly, before heading back in to town again. This time for dinner with friends.

After a drink in Bacchus, we ate at Dabbawal, a new Indian restaurant that was pretty good. (It's mantra is 'street food' but I couldn't see a great deal of that - it seems they're simply playing on the buzz word(s) of the moment).

Nick, Tom, Roy, Kel, Andrew, Liz

Following dinner we had a couple more drinks in Alvinos and Popolo before heading home. The following morning Kel and I went in to Tynemouth for a walk along the beach, then on to Tynemouth Market.

Shortly after we were picked up by mum & dad and driven to lunch, where we were meeting Ruth, Andy & Jude and Jean & Nige at the Crab & Lobster in Asenby.

Kel (with Jude), Dad, Ruth, Mum, Jean, Nige, Andy

We had a fantastic lunch, in wonderful surroundings - a ceiling laden with hanging puppets and fishing net and a gent's loo with hanging brassieres and pictures of Marylin Monroe! Music too:

We had a brief walk around the grounds afterwards, before heading our separate ways. Kel and I were dropped off at the train station to make our way home. A fantastic weekend had.

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Drive....

2011-10-01T22:17:00.009+01:00

....Kel and I were excited to see this. Not least because we were watching it in the beautiful Tyneside Cinema, but also because we hadn't yet heard a bad word.

Drive, directed by Nicolas Winding Refn, is in a similar family to Bullitt or The Driver. Ryan Gosling, (who's name is never given), is the protagonist get away driver and fill-in stunt man, who's life in LA becomes more complex on meeting new neighbour Carey Mulligan, (Irene).

The art direction is fantastic - slick, stylish, sexy. Swooping and swooning shots of LA at night, noisy gear changes and electric pink italic copy fill the opening credits. We're in for a ride.

The Scorpion man

The relationship, (if you can call it that), between Gosling and Mulligan is quite spellbinding, leading to an opening hour of sexual tension, above gripping thriller.

The second hour, however, kicks in to gear, literally and is a violent, inescapable, captivating watch. It's the kind of film I want to be in. The kind of film I wish I'd directed. The kind of film I wish I owned already. Then I'd watch it over.

The finale leaves us guessing at what might be, (that could still be), but also leaving us totally satisfied. This should be seen. Now.

TBC: Back to basics....

2011-09-30T11:51:00.005+01:00

....After a long, long hiatus, Lorenzo, (remarkably), initiated a TBC* gathering. Not a full blown affair, more a chance for him, Ed and I to hang out on the loose premise that we are the TBC originals.

Roy & Lorenzo

Whatever, it was a pleasure. We grabbed a tinnie on Golden Square before heading for some fantastic Lebanese food at Yalla Yalla.

Lorenzo & Ed

Then, what night would be complete without some cocktails at Frevd? We duly obliged.

Unfortunately the only thing missing was actually a bit of messing around on our bikes. But we're too old for that now, right? Probably, but I suspect it won't be long before we gather all the troops and ride like teenagers again. Long live TBC!

*Thursday Bicycle Club.

Han hits 31....

2011-09-26T23:28:00.006+01:00

....So, the 31st birthdays have started to come around and this was a modest, (by Han's standards), lunch at a lovely pub in Islington.

Nathan, Nick, Alex, Richie, Max, Han, Niall

Hannah gathered, (due to various reasons, including fashion week), a throng of men to dine with her at the Duke of Cambridge. It was a fantastic feed and the perfect way to celebrate. Happy Birthday!

Roast pork

A raspberry something!

People. Pictures. Property. Pizza....

2011-09-24T17:56:00.008+01:00

....A busy Saturday this one. With Kel away in Copenhagen for the weekend, I had harboured plans for a busy day of gallery going. Nursing a hang over, it didn't happen. Instead I went and met with Rich, Anne and Clem, and Anne's sister Julia and her boy, Xanti on Hackney Downs.

Clem & Xanti discuss scooter set-ups

We played in the park, (I passed the ball with Xanti in awe as he put his foot through it every time with aplomb), and Clem showed off her tie dye threads. I had to nip off to view a couple of properties - one nice, one not - before meeting back up with them all at a familiar favourite....lunch at Hackney Farm.

Xanti, Julia, Clem, Rich & Anne

The early afternoon was spent relaxing, before Nick & I went to an early evening showing of Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy. The modern take on the John Le Carre novel, directed by Tomas Alfredson, had received rave reviews. Our expectations were high. And they were met in terms of the superlative cast, and the beautiful cinematography, but ultimately we left disappointed.

I think it was largely our own doing - having never read the book and not knowing the rough plot, we were simply befuddled. Leaving the cinema only with an, "eh?". I'd certainly like to watch it again, to do it and myself the justice the film no doubt deserves.

We decided to go for pizza afterwards, so walked up the road to Pizza East. I love this place and it was Nick's first time, so we sat up at the bar and ate and drank til our hearts were content.

We popped for another drink at Mason & Taylor before heading back to mine for a cheese board, drinks and X Factor repeats. Ha ha. Perfect. (And totally understandable!)

Sunday social....

2011-09-18T17:14:00.003+01:00

....Despite a heavy head from the night before, Kel and I rose early to meet Ian & Susie. On Open House weekend, we decided to pay a visit to nearby 19 Princelet Street - a former Huguenot silk weaver's home, which is a thing of unrestored beauty.

Queueing for entry (far left)

Behind the front door opens in to a tardis-like space, where in the main room a balcony flanks all walls and light shines through stained glass.

We left the guys to meet Matt, (over briefly on business from NYC) and Phil & Maddi, (the latter who's due date is officially tomorrow and is a walking bump!).

Maddi, Kel, Phil, Matt

We took a coffee and pastry at AllPress before meandering through to Columbia Road flower market, nattering all the while.

Kel, Maddi & bump

It was great to see everyone, particularly Maddi so soon before giving birth. Lovely.

Faye hits 30....

2011-09-18T16:57:00.003+01:00

....Dan surprised Faye by gathering us all at Barrica, a lovely tapas restaurant on Goodge Street, for her birthday.

Post tapas cake is presented to Faye

The food was superb and I felt good value to boot. The wine flowed and we carried the night on at the Sanderson Hotel bar, which made for a late one. A great night amongst great friends.

Dinner with Chris & Sarah....

2011-09-16T08:23:00.005+01:00

....A long overdue catch up with Chris & Sarah happened today over dinner at Leong's Legend Continues.

Sarah, Roy

The food was good, (particularly the shredded turnip - see, I told you so!), and the chat better. A great evening.

Kel, Chris

D Day....

2011-09-11T22:20:00.004+01:00

....And then there was just me. Well, and Kel of course. Today Doug left Goldman Close, hot on the heels of Liam, meaning the end of an era at no. 69. Sad times.

Ross, Doug & Ed in front of a tetris-like-packed van

Kel hits 30 : Drinks....

2011-09-10T10:38:00.005+01:00

....Not content with a dinner party and a foreign weekend away, Kel also had drinks planned for those who she'd still not celebrated with. The evening was spent at The Lauriston, before heading on to London Fields, (shame on us), before bed.

Richie, Bugs, Kel & Joce

A really fun night that wrapped up a great series of celebrations.

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Freddie hits 65....

2011-09-06T07:22:00.003+01:00

....And is immortalised as a Google Doodle. Happy birthday!

Kel hits 30 : Marrakech....

2011-09-04T15:09:00.008+01:00

....I surprised Kel with a birthday weekend away, after she'd wanted to visit Marrakech for some time. Fortunately, the hugely anti-social flying times didn't disturb what was a beautiful break. We stayed in Riad W, hosted by the fantastic Elsa - who even upgraded us on arrival, as it turned out that no one else was staying at the 4-bed Riad that weekend, it was all ours. Bonus.

Riad W courtyard

We dropped our bags and headed straight out to the souks, meandering through, getting lost, getting sold to, enjoying the bazaar. We stopped for mint tea on the terrace of cafe des epices, before heading on to the former Islamic College, Ben Youssef Medrasa - full of beautiful rooms, scattered around a central courtyard carved from marble, cedar & stucco.

We still found time to visit the equally impressive Bahia Palace, a 19th Century home to an Islamic Sultan, who used the site to show off his prolific wealth to women. (For once, this money also had taste!)

[ceiling detail]

We returned to the riad for a siesta, (only 2 hours sleep the night before had taken their toll), before an early even stroll around the Jemaa el-Fnaa square, before it had really kicked in to action. We dodged the snake charmers and (cruel) monkey owners and headed straight to one of the various juice stalls for some liquid refreshment.

On returning to the riad, we got ready for dinner, which I had arranged with Elsa prior to our arrival - we would be eating at there, a special dinner cooked by the live-in chef and a birthday treat of champagne & wine.

Happy 30th!

It was a wonderful dinner, in wonderful surroundings and we crashed out shortly afterwards. The next morning, we rose and after breakfast on the balcony, took a dip in the plunge pool to get us going.

We then set about a trip to the Saadian Tombs, dating back to the 16 Century, yet only re-discovered by accident in 1917. Still a beautiful, decorative sight, but the least captivating 'attraction' to date.

Jardin Majorelle, owned by Yves Saint Laurent was next, stepping it up a notch. The gardens are a wonder of colour, ceramic and cacti that come together in a vibrant, beautiful collision. A modernist building houses a cafe & restaurant for those prolonging their stay, but even without it a seat on a bench to absorb the tranquil environment is more than enough.

We returned to the souks, via the dominating Koutoubia mosque, for some more shopping - securing a tagine, a rug and some bowls. (We couldn't be more predictable). A bite to eat and then a drink at Cafe Arabe, on their terrace, provided wonderful respite.

Then came Kel's final treat - a berbere hammam at the Jnane Mogador riad. Much more relaxing than we anticipated, Kel & I stripped down together in a small cement wet room in the bunker of the riad. There we were washed, scrubbed, pasted and washed again. Well worth it! We returned to our own riad, pulled on some evening wear and headed out for our final dinner at Le Tanjia.

Recommended by Elsa, it was a great choice, out on the balcony and live music right by our side. Afterwards we walked back through the medina to Jamaa el-Fnaa Square, to see the real night time scene. The night sky was filled with the glare off lamps on stalls, filled with smoke from open grills, filled with flutes serenading pythons, filled with crowds gasping at street performers. We were thrilled.

We decided to remove ourselves from the throng, and retreated to the balcony of a nearby restaurant, where we grabbed an ice cream with which to survey the scene.

We looked down and summed up that we loved the city, (despite seeing so little of it), we'd had a fantastic time and more importantly, Kel had enjoyed her birthday. We left for bed, then the following morning, after breakfast, left for home. We thanked Elsa, the perfect host, and said goodbye.

Hugs for Elsa

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Kel hits 30 : Dinner....

2011-09-02T01:14:00.005+01:00

....On reaching the landmark, Kel celebrated in numerous ways. The first was this dinner with a huge table of friends, at Bistrotheque.

Cheers!

Given the private dining room, we feasted on a fine three course dinner, before retreating downstairs to the bar for a digestif.
It was a fantastic evening and great to share it with so many friends.

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On arriving home, well after midnight, Kel opened her presents and we packed our bags for what was to be her next celebration.....

Bev, Tan, Mark & Leah in London....

2011-08-29T19:36:00.004+01:00

....Kel's mum Bev, partner Tan, brother Mark and niece Leah came to London today. It was a brief but fun day, as we walked to Hackney Farm just after they arrived.

Who farted? Leah, Bev, Mark & Tan decide.

We decided to all get aboard Boris Bikes, to make our way to the South Bank for a stroll. It was a fun cycle, and a much better way to see the City on our way.

Mark leads Leah, Bev & Tan

We wandered the length of the South Bank and passed through the Tate Modern turbine hall, before walking back over to St Pauls and catching a return bike home. After a brief rest bite, we picked ourselves up and off to Stringray Globe Cafe for a pizza dinner, before they all had to leave.

Tan, Bev, Mark, Roy, Kel, Leah

A lovely day, when the weather was in our favour for this long overdue catch up.

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The Breakfast Club......

2011-08-27T18:30:00.004+01:00

....Except it was well in to lunch time before we got together here and got a seat. Hannah, Harrie, Max, Joss, Ems G, Kel and I had an impromptu catch up over some food and shakes in Islington.

Han, Max & Kel: Suckers

Despite only having just eaten, I managed to feed myself some delightful peanut butter on toast.

Heaven

The others rightly tucked into heartier breakfast fare.

Han & Harrie aren't so sure...

Kel and I retreated home, after parading around the vintage & antiques shops, and plonked ourselves on the couch for a well deserved night in. And what night in would be complete without the X Factor and a curry? So, that's what we did.

Double justice. What Saturday's were made for.

Dinner with Ems....

2011-08-26T20:57:00.005+01:00

....Ems gathered us all in South West London, at a house in which she is currently staying with friends. In their absence, it was the perfect opportunity for a dinner party at a home that was grand beyond all proportions I had ever seen.

Prepping

She treated a host of us to a wonderful Moroccan meal of lamb, squash and salad, which had followed a whole host of mezze.

Cheers!

The dinner was incredible and for dessert was (yet another) crumble. (This non-summery summer of ours is meaning the crumble is out earlier than ever this year)

Seated

After the food, the music was cranked up and we danced and even pulled out the table tennis table!

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In the morning, we were treated to a fry-up and read the papers with the concertina door pulled back, whilst basking in the sun. Perfect. Thank you Ems for a wonderful evening.

Dinner with Rich & Anne....

2011-08-25T21:39:00.005+01:00

....Richie and Anne welcomed us in to their new home, with Clem already tucked in, upstairs.

Rich, Nick, Kel, Anne

Nick joined us too, at their place in Stoke Newington, where Richie cooked up a storm.

Roast seabass in capers, onions, olives and tomatoes, with new potatoes and samphire. Followed by a crumble special. Mmm.

A lovely evening and glad to see them finally settled in a house after such a long, nomadic time.

Lounge view

Super 8....

2011-08-21T22:51:00.004+01:00

....The mix of Spielberg and JJ Abrahams, with a bit of 80s nostalgia, (that this movie apparently oozed, despite being set in 1979), meant Kel and I couldn't resist checking this out.

What we hadn't anticipated, (although with Abrahams at the helm we should have), was the alien angle. It's a mad, aliens, 80s, kids, fantasy, epic, ET-mixed-with-Goonies, children-will-love-it-and-some-adults-will-too adventure.

Unfortunately though, Kel and I aren't mad on aliens. In fact, we hate them. But the kids cast in this film are charming and infectious enough to make us stay with it. We want them to win. We hang on their dialogue.

kids today, eh?

It should just be a fun film. "For all the family". But occasionally it drowns in seriousness, that it needn't. But on the whole, it's a welcome and long overdue return of a genre of film that belonged when I wore pyjamas to bed. Worth a watch. (Particularly if you like aliens).

Mens Meal Mk.3....

2011-08-20T21:03:00.006+01:00

....The third in what is sure to be a long series of meals together.

Bond, Bugs & Liam

Organised by Joss, we took a cycle convoy up to Hampstead, where we went for a dip in the men's pond. It was empty, surprisingly and the water pretty warm, (also surprisingly). So we took advantage of the spring board and splashed around for 45 mins.

Bugs, Richie & Joss survey the scene

It was a great way to start the day. We then walked through the leafy Heath, up to The Spaniards, where a table was booked for lunch. Greeted by an English menu, we tucked in to hearty fare, as the rain began to fall outside.

It was great to all catch up again, but as the rain cleared, I said my good byes and cycled to meet Nick & Ivvet at the National History Museum. We went to the Sexual Nature exhibition - an unusual curation, focusing on animal sexual behaviours.

It was small, but interesting - and at times rather amusing. Afterwards we went for a coffee and a good old natter for ourselves.

Nick & Ivvet

A fantastic day of long over due catch-ups, food, swimming and cycling. Brilliant.

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A weekend with Ruth, Andy & Jude....

2011-08-14T10:54:00.005+01:00

....Kelly and I got the train up to Leeds this weekend to see Ruth, Andy & Jude. The young boy is already 5 months old, incredibly, and changed so much since we were last here.

After a catch up at home in the morning, Kel & I spent a couple of hours in York City Centre, whilst Ruth & Andy took Jude to a friend's birthday party. That evening Andy cooked us up a great dinner. On the Sunday we relaxed before going to lunch at The General Tarleton, about an hour's drive away.

We were treated to a superb, (and stomach stretching), dinner. On arrival back to the house, there was a brief time for the papers, before Kel & I had to jump back on the train to London. As ever, time flew by too quickly, but we had a lovely time.

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Panic....

2011-08-08T20:15:00.003+01:00

....on the streets of London. Panic on the streets of Birmingham.
The third consecutive night of riots, tonight, is the worse yet, spreading throughout London and causing similar scenes in the Second City.
The death of Mark Duggan is blamed as the catalyst for recent unrest, but it seems the latest bout of disorder is mainly caused by masked youths, with only criminal damage in mind. There is no protest. It even spread through Hackney today, reaching my very own Bethnal Green Road.

Bethnal Green Road this evening.

Like nothing I've seen in my lifetime and hopefully never will again. London has an eerie presence about it today. And as someone rightly said, currently, "It's not my London".

This lady thinks so too.

The Killing....

2011-08-07T21:39:00.004+01:00

....Kelly and I have just finished series one of The Killing. I'll add at this point, that it is the original Danish series, not the US adapt. (Please only watch the former).

It is a brilliant, gripping, tense, involving, scary, complex and satisfying 20 episodes. It has left us wanting more. (So here's a tempter for series two!!)

All I can say is, watch it.

Lisa & Rory get married....

2011-08-06T09:06:00.004+01:00

....Another day. Another wedding. This time the marriage of Lisa to Rory at The Olde Bell in Hurley, Berkshire.

The venue was beautiful, spread between three outbuildings across the high street. Pre ceremony drinks at the Malt House, were followed a lovely marriage, where Thanh and Nick were Bridesmen(!) After, we returned for drinks and a fantastic dinner.

Rory, (removing confetti) & Lisa

Dancing, as you'd imagine, ensued until the very small hours, as did the use of the photo booth!

The following day there was a wedding breakfast and a fantastic garden BBQ, back at the Olde Bell, (where many guests had stayed the night). A wonderful wedding and weekend. Congratulations Lisa & Rory!

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Dinner with Ben & Tracey....

2011-08-05T16:35:00.002+01:00

....A long standing dinner date with Ben and Tracey finally took place today. We opted for a cheap and cheerful, (but no less tasty) Vietnemese feast at Tay Do Cafe.

Drinks followed at the Royal Oak and latterly, (and fairly briefly) at the Birdcage.

A really good catch up and fun evening, that was worth the wait. Thank you

Catch Of The Day at Billingsgate Fish Market....

2011-08-04T18:57:00.005+01:00

....For our 30th birthdays, both Ian's and my parents bought us a voucher for the Billingsgate Seafood Training School. Here, various daily classes are given at the market, from knife skills to educational tours.

Ian and I decided upon, 'Catch Of The Day', which seemed to roll in a bit of everything. On arrival at 6.15am(!), we were given a brief introduction to the market, then taken down on to the market floor.

Here, Barry O'Toole talked our small group through different species of fish, how to judge quality and freshness, whilst giving us the opportunity to purchase some should we want.

Barry O'Toole, Fishmongers' Company Inspector

An hour or so later, we retreated upstairs to our kitchen classroom, where we were to spend the rest of the day. First, we were served a much welcomed breakfast.

Scrambled egg & smoked salmon

We were then introduced to Adam Whittle, who took us through the species of fish we'd be preparing, from Tilapia and Gurnard, to Plaice, Mackerel and shellfish.

Adam Whittle

Adam demonstrated how to prepare each fish, then we'd return to our work stations to try and do the same. By and large, Ian and I were successful. All the while we collated fish to either take home at the end of the day, or to form part of a Merchants Fish Soup, that we would eat for lunch.

It was a really fun, fascinating and educational day - not only learning about fish, but also that the main trick is to have the right tools - like a good fish knife. Then filleting and gutting is a whole lot easier!

Dissection

The fish soup was great, washed down with a welcomed glass of wine. Ian and I both bought a recipe book, before returning home, with a bag full of fish. We had planned to eat together that night, so on arrival, I prepped all the fish from my haul, and Ian & Susie joined Kel & I for dinner.

Serving up

I managed to pull off the meal like a solid pro. Now I just need to retain the skills! A great day, which I would recommend to all. (Thanks again for the present!)

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Liam's leaving dinner....

2011-08-02T11:56:00.003+01:00

....It seems like we're having a lot of these, but this really was to be the last one where we were all present as housemates. Moving out the following day, Liam cooked up a storm, pre-departure.

69ers

It turned out to be a treble celebration, as Doug & Ross the day prior, had signed for a new flat, to move in to in September. And Kel & I had that day finally accepted an offer on the house. Fortunately, Liam's food was fit for the celebration, with a salad starter with parma ham, swiftly followed by an epic main course.

A giant fillet of beef from the Ginger Pig, seared, roasted, then served as rare steak slices, alongside crispy potatoes and greens.

The dessert was a simple sorbet, but probably just as well after the weight of the main! The evening then descended in to some guilt free sing alongs to cheesy pop music, more wine and the inevitable cheese course.

Liam's (genuinely touching) message

A great final evening, and although he'll just be down the road, a sad loss for 69 Goldman Close, as it's era draws to a close.

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Kevin & Helen get married....

2011-07-30T10:51:00.009+01:00

....Today we celebrated the marriage of Kev, to Helen. And what a celebration it was - an incredible day.

The service was held at St.Paul's Church, Chipperfield and was a rather grand affair. It also gave me the opportunity to work my vocal chords, singing boldly to hymn after hymn!

Helen & Kevin

The bride & groom then took a horse & carriage to the reception - at Callipers Hall, which in fact, was the estate of Helen's parents. A vast, beautifully appointed house & gardens, that any description I give, wouldn't do it justice.

There, guests gathered in the sun, drinking champagne, strolling the grounds and eating canapes, before being seated in the marquee area.

Once again, a stunning set up of tables named after their holiday spots or previous residencies. We sat on 'Marylebone' underneath the beautiful floral decorations that towered above each table. The food and wine was superb, (click on the menu photo for full details), starting with mixed tapas, then roast fillet of beef and a sorbet for dessert.

The speeches followed which were all very well spoken - particularly Kev, who composed himself really well. Then a side curtain lifted to reveal the band and dance floor, getting the party started in earnest.

And then we danced. And danced. And danced.

A fantastic day, where the the bride & groom looked hugely happy, as did all the guests! Congratulations both.

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Robin hits 30....

2011-07-29T19:16:00.006+01:00

....In my absence from his celebration proper, Robin & I went out to dinner tonight to celebrate his turning 30.

He decided upon Railroad Cafe, which was an inspired choice. Having only eaten breakfast there, I was unsure what their evening menu was like. It was good.

We started with crispy pig skin with avocado and chilli dip.

Then roast mackerel in a tomato sauce with potatoes.

Then for dessert I went for lemon pollenta cake, whilst Robin went for stewed apricots & sour cream.

We went for a pint after at the Kenton, then on to Off Broadway for a whiskey sour - the perfect digestif.

A great evening and a perfect, civilized celebration. Happy birthday Robin.

Hoop dreams....

2011-07-24T15:27:00.004+01:00

....A sunny Sunday, (finally), brought about the realisation of a much talked about activity between Kel & I. 'Throwing A Ball'. Or, as I prefer to call it, shooting some hoops.

3 pointer

And so we did. I popped out to buy a ball and over we went to our local court by Brick Lane.

Kel shoots from the hip

Clearly, we missed alot more hoops than we hit, but it was good fun on a Sunday morning - Kelly introducing me to the rules of netball, that hasn't convinced me from my opinion that it's not a patch on basketball!

Jordan-esque. No?

I pretended too often I was Michael Jordan, only to be beaten by Kel in a shoot out. Dear dear.

Farm friends....

2011-07-23T20:21:00.002+01:00

....Kel and I met up with Richie, Anne and Clem for a spot of lunch at Hackney Farm.

Clem, Anne, Kel & Rich

Clem, in the spirit of her dad, took to the meat over the veg at the dinner table.

I want Daddy's sausage!

As usual, she was on fine form, although I am now the newly named Auntie Roy, despite her acceptance of my beard!

Not guilty!

After lunch we took a stroll towards Brick Lane, reminding Richie of his old Manor.

Kel, Clem, Anne

A lovely afternoon catch up.

Amy Winehouse, 1983-2011....

2011-07-23T20:20:00.001+01:00

....At 27, Amy Winehouse has died. A sad time for British music, as she really was an exceptional, but frustratingly troubled talent. RIP.

A 69er at Pizza East....

2011-07-21T09:07:00.002+01:00

....With the impending exit of Liam and Doug from their tenure at 69 Goldman Close, we decided to go for dinner to celebrate the last few years.

Pizza East, as it so often is, was our destination for the feast. Antipasti of cold meats, olives & cheese was the perfect start.

Before the real deal of perfect pizza from the oven.

All washed down with some fantastic red wine, it was an excellent dinner and a reminder of what will be no more, once they both move on.

Ross, Doug, Liam & Kel

Good times & sad times!

Bridesmaids....

2011-07-17T21:07:00.004+01:00

....I thought I'd be reviewing many other films before this one. So I'll not dwell on it too long!

After pretty decent press reviews, I thought it worth a look. Kelly had missed the chance to see it with her girlies, so I was her counterpart for this one.

It certainly did provide many a belly laugh, but seemed to get a little bit lost in itself when trying to touch on more genuine emotional moments. But that was fine - it's a comedy after all. And an enjoyable one. However I thought the inlcusion of some British cast somewhat odd. Although Chris O'Dowd grew on me, despite his odd accent, I thought there was little reason for Matt Lucas' one dimensional, predictable dumbed down Englishman cameo.

But we can put those to one side. It's a giggle - perhaps even more so for boys than girls. But, for sure, you'll both laugh.

Cheese dreams....

2011-07-17T17:07:00.002+01:00

....Nothing quite like a Saturday night in with a cheese board!

The Vorticists: Manifesto for a Modern World....

2011-07-16T16:14:00.010+01:00

....I was drawn to this exhibition purely by it's poster, I won't lie. (Never judge a book by its cover, Roy).

I loved the black & white, the geometry, the shapes. It's my allure toward an almost African art style that does it. Anyway, I had no idea of the movement, so it is always great to be introduced to one.

Founded and led by Wyndam Lewis, Vorticism was born at an unfortunate time, just as World War I began. It seemed to be a clash of Cubism, Futurism and Abstract art - and that is where I struggle to see where Vorticism is in fact its own. Wyndham Lewis wanted those affiliated with the movement to be regarded as Rebel Artists.

Wyndham Lewis, Laboratorio, c. 1914-1915

For me it just didn't work. Particularly as artists like David Bomberg, when invited to exhibit in a Vorticist show, disassociated himself with the movement, preferring to be called a Cubist. Strange.

David Bomberg, The Mud Bath, 1914

Individually the work of the Vorticists was good. I like it. But it is either Futurist or Cubist. I don't see how it can be anything other, no matter how hard Wyndham Lewis tried. Also good, was their quarterly magazine, Blast.

It was seen as a means to promote their manifesto, and was broken down in to a series of things that the Vorticists, 'Blasted' and things they, 'Blessed'.

[Blast]

[Bless]

The magazine showcased not just art, but also poetry and stories. That's also where the Vorticists tried to claim a difference. But, ultimately the unfortunate era in which they tried to exist, but also the lack of real substance and direction, saw the Vorticists movement disappear a few years later. It's not really regarded as a pivotal movement in art history, and I can understand why. So, as a show, I quite like the work. As a movement, I can't regard it as one.

Thomas Struth: Photographs 1978-2010....

2011-07-16T15:00:00.009+01:00

....Kel & I visited the Whitechapel today for this show. Having written about Struth as part of my dissertation, (he one of the Dusseldorf school tutored by the brilliant Bechers'), I was very excited to see the exhibition announced.

Despite his vast body of work, the show is incredibly accessible and none too exhaustive. I'd usually say this is a good thing, but I could have happily walked around a whole lot more.

Thomas Struth

Struth's photographs are, more often than not, huge. Vast formats of intense colour and pristine detail. They swallow you up, suck you in, literally put you in the frame. Contemporary photography is often criticised for adopting this technique, (of size over substance), to hide the fact that the content is not at all interesting. This is not the case with Thomas Struth.

The exhibition showcases a range of projects, over a 32 year period. In the Family Portrait series, Struth encourages his subjects to assemble themselves how they want, with the only direction to look straight in to camera. Whilst this seems simple, it unwittingly portrays a lot about each family, their relationship and lifestyle.

The Smith Family, Fife, Scotland, 1989

Struth's studies of cities, largely taken in the 90s and in black & white, (the only monochromatic images in the show), are ghost-like studies, each with a beautiful depth of field. They seem to act more as documentation of the city, a frozen moment that would then be lost. And with that, they're absorbing.

In more recent work, Struth achieves his goal of 'wanting to be the eyes of a painting, looking out at all those people who are looking at it'. To realise this, he visited National Galleries and historic sites around the world and photographed tourists gawping at works of art, oblivious to the photographer's presence.

And in even newer work, 'Paradise', Struth has set up more of an installation - four vast images taken in dense Asian jungle foliage, hang on each wall that surround you. Once again, you're there. Consumed in the shot. The images have nothing to read in to - we're invited to determine from them what we choose, whether that be a certain paradise, or in fact a dense hell.

It is well worth a visit - even if you're not a photography fan, there is plenty to admire. But if you are, then it's a given.

Another exhibit of note, within the Whitechapel's grandiose Gallery 2, is that of Fred Sandback. I found this all the more rewarding, as it is an artist I had never heard of before. Trained as an architect, Sandback creates installations, using acrylic yarn, that produce what is effectively a 3d drawing.

One of Fred Sandback's installations at Whitechapel

Precise and perfectly realised, they act as an installation, but also an architectural structure, that can be walked around and through. Beautifully constructed and so simple, I loved it.

I also appreciated the examples of poster artwork, with detailed drawings and well thought typography that he created for each of his past shows. And, despite his books now being out of print, I managed to track one down and purchase it, before it was too late!

Go as soon as you can.

Le tour....

2011-07-13T09:36:00.007+01:00

....A few of us gathered for a pie and the daily round up of le Tour de France highlights, at Look Mum No Hands last night.

A la France

A stage that Cavendish narrowly missed out on, (but he was to take the following day's with a classic sprint victory).

Richie & Ben tuck in

A good evening and a reminder of just how exceptionally fit / brave / daft, these cyclists are!

Nick & Liz get married....

2011-07-08T08:54:00.008+01:00

....Nick & Liz celebrated their marriage in the North East, at Kirkley Hall, Ponteland.

It was a lovely setting, with beautiful grounds, and the weather just about held out.

The service and reception were in adjoining rooms of the lovely ground floor space. Following dinner, the speeches were made, with Nick and his Best Men brothers, Andy & Chris, talking superbly.

Chris & Andy do their worst

Nick in particular gave a speech full of warmth and in particular, courage, describing his late mother & father and how he wished they could have been there. The room was weeping for him, Chris and Andy and it underlined their incredible spirit, strength and reminded me of the incredible respect I have for them all. The mood remained upbeat, however, and soon the tables were removed and the DJ and dancing started.

First dance, (Queen, You're My Best Friend)

There was even time for bacon and sausage sarnies later on! A fantastic afternoon and evening and a joy to see such a happy bride and groom. Congratulations to Mr & Mrs Weir!

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House Festival....

2011-07-07T07:52:00.003+01:00

....I was fortunate enough to be offered a ticket to this along with a couple of work friends. I'm glad I accepted.

The festival, (if you can call it so, such is it spread over one afternoon and evening), is held on the grounds of Chiswick House and is hosted by Soho House. The latter meant that the hospitality was superb - free food and drink...and what food - everything from lobster, to hog roast and cheese boards. That made me very happy.

But aside from the fact it was a grotesquely middle class, media swamped affair, the music line-up wasn't half bad. Plan B and Stereophonics headlined, (after Tiny Tempah and KT Tunstall, amongst others, had played).

The 'Phonics in particular, surprised me as I found myself singing along to their greatest hits, (God, I must be getting old!). And, love him or loathe him, Plan B was entertaining, sang well and showcased the hits.

Plan B

It was a really fun evening, that carried on with a good old dance at High Road House until the small hours. Thank you.

Richie hits 30....

2011-07-07T07:51:00.004+01:00

....In typically understated fashion, (and due to juggling work, kids, houses and weddings), Richie chose not to have an all encompassing birthday extravaganza. But he, Nick and I did carry on our series of birthday dinners - this time at his choice of Moro, on Exmouth Market.

Old friends are best friends

The food was exceptional, so we tucked in to three courses of the fare.

Pigeon, chick-pea, fig, pomegranate & rocket salad

We had a couple of cocktails over the road afterwards, which topped of a fantastic birthday dinner. Much love to Mr Richie.

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Dad, the old Warhorse....

2011-07-03T11:10:00.005+01:00

....Mum & Dad were in London this weekend, with his birthday on the Sunday. Ruth & I had bought Dad, (and Mum), tickets to see Warhorse at the New London Theatre. After arriving early on the Saturday we grabbed a quick lunch at Franze & Evans before spending the afternoon roaming around Spitalfields and Brick Lane.

Already over

In the meantime I nipped off to see Richie, (on what was his actual 30th birthday), to give his present, but also see the new house that he & Anne have just completed on.

Knock Knock....

A early dinner followed at local Mai'da, before Mum & Dad went off to the theatre.

Spread

As they were leaving for home quite early on the Sunday, we celebrated Dad's birthday with breakfast (for kings) at Albion.

Many happy (edible) returns

Well fed, they departed, leaving Kel & I to relax for the rest of the day. Marvellous.

Belated birthday dinner with Ian & Susie....

2011-07-02T19:33:00.005+01:00

....My 30th was the birthday that just kept giving. And so it proved with the gift of dinner with Ian & Susie proved. I even had the privilege of balloons, (eerily familiar with their glasses design!).

Susie had made a lovely chicken liver pate to start, (thanks to Joan Palmer for that recipe!), and then Ian rustled up a brilliant fish curry.

Susie had bought all the fish fresh from Chapel Market, which was extraordinarily good, and good value with it.

The wine flowed, (as so often it does) and the conversation escalated. For dessert, a fruit salad with cream & chocolate was the perfect end.

Thank you for yet another wonderful dinner. We know the next one won't be far away.

Weekend for movers and shakers, cookers and players....

2011-06-26T21:55:00.006+01:00

....A great weekend, just had. It began on Friday night as my football team, Tornados, gathered for a social at Edinburgh Cellars in Newington Green.

It was a particularly important one, as it signalled that we would continue for another season, (my eighth with the club I think), and with it the return of most the original core, that once made us very good. I'm very excited about it all.
On Saturday, Kelly moved in to Goldman Close - the sum of her life to date, amounting to two-thirds of a transit van!

It was a pretty swift, straight forward move and so we have a fourth member of the Goldman Close family - for a month at least, before Liam departs us. Our reward for the move was breakfast at the recently opened, A Little Of What You Fancy, which was really rather nice.

Saturday evening turned, accidentally, in to an incredibly boozy one. It was Harriet's 31st birthday so a few of us gathered at her house, and as the evening wore on, we danced and ultimately, had a mammoth karaoke fest. (Really not becoming of 30 year olds. Tutt, tutt!)

Dancing, before the singing

I over did it somewhat, both musically, (I believe R Kelly was my swan song), and alcohol wise. Which made Sunday all the more of a struggle for Kel and I. Although it was still a great day, beginning early with a visit to Rich, Anne & Clem. We were soon in Clissold Park, on what proved to be the hottest day of the year.

Wilting

A splash in the paddling pool and a play in the park, then we were off to Gemma & Nico's flat down the road for a BBQ with friends. Their terrace the perfect sun trap.

Nico at the helm

By now, Kel & I were starting to feel the effects of very little sleep, so we headed home, although I still had an hour long footy game to play. Which was tough to say the least. But in all, a really great weekend.

Weekend away - The Old Goats House, Leyburn....

2011-06-19T11:04:00.014+01:00

....Late last year, Mum & Dad booked a long weekend away for the family, by way of a belated birthday getaway for myself. So far away it seemed then, but here we now are, in North Yorkshire, a small hamlet called Thornton Rust, with four days of relaxation ahead.

The Old Goat House was quite literally that. We also had an outbuilding, the Piggery....yep, you guessed it. Mum, Dad, Ruth, Andy & Jude were the Old Goats. Kel and I, the pigs. We arrived on Saturday to dry, but grey weather, but that didn't stop us taking in the breathtaking views across the Dales.

We took in the surroundings before sitting to dinner, where we celebrated my 30th, (again), and also Dad's impending 62nd birthday. With the arrival of a replica Dukes Of Hazzard cake, my 4th birthday party was reprised. I also got a wonderful cooking day out at Billingsgate Market, which will be incredible. Dad snagged tickets to Warhorse, down in London, from Ruth, Andy & I.

Champagne was drunk, dinner eaten, cake & cheese had. A perfect start.
On Sunday we drove over to local village, Hawes, with it's independent shops and the Wensleydale Creamery, where I was in my element, stealing 'taster' cheese cubes of every variety imaginable.

They were even making cheese in the factory too, so we got to see that. We came back home and read the papers before Master of the Grill, Andy, set the BBQ underway, in weather just acceptable to take it. Everything from marinaded lamb, to pancetta wrapped monkfish, alongside blood sausage and more. Not a frozen burger in sight!

The champagne and wine flowed once more, before Andy, Mum, Dad and I set up on Scrabble. Unfortunately, the predictable happened - Dad won out. We ended the night fairly late, watching the precocious talent of Rory McIlroy, take his maiden US Masters title.
On Monday, our last full day, the sun shined. The Dales were lit up in all their glory.

Breakfast al fresco was followed by a trip to and walk around the Aysgarth Falls. It was a non-strenuous walk, but a beautiful one.

We returned home briefly before heading back out to local B&B and restaurant, The Wensleydale Heifer. Famed for its seafood, it really was a meal of brilliant standard. Little Jude even got a complimentary teddy out of it from the proprietor!

Stuffed, we returned back to the cottage to relax for the rest of the afternoon & evening. Still, incredibly, finding time to eat again, (including champagne of course), later in the night.

Early on Tuesday, we packed up and left - four days rest, all too quickly fading away and the prospect of work looming tomorrow.

A fantastic break together - a gastronomic treat. Must do again soon!

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Robin Sinha, silver shooter....

2011-06-18T18:50:00.003+01:00

....Good friend and jolly good photographer, Robin, has gone and won himself an award for his skills. He has scooped Silver at the Prix de la Photographie, Paris competition, (PX3).

It's a hell of an award, recognising emerging talent in his field, from across 85 countries. In particular, it was his shot, "23 Brick Workers", (above), that took the plaudits. Very, very well done.

Dinner with Alice, Doug & Nick....

2011-06-14T15:28:00.003+01:00

....(And John!)

In light of the news that Alice is soon to depart to Qatar for at least 6 months work, we decided to get the old gang back together for a mid-week dinner at Little Bay. Alice also brought along her current squeeze, John.

John, Doug, Nick, Alice

As ever, it was as though we were still rampaging the Central St. Martins hallways together, like all those years ago. Except over decent food & wine. A really good evening and a perfect send off from us to her.

Cousin catch up....

2011-06-12T19:58:00.010+01:00

....On Sunday Morag and I caught up, after missing each other on my birthday weekend. An express lunch at Prezzo and a good old natter was just what the doctor ordered.

A Westbury BBQ & Paddy hits 30....

2011-06-12T19:58:00.007+01:00

....Another packed Saturday. Another BBQ. Another 30th birthday. Not that we're complaining of course. First, Phil & Nicky hosted a late afternoon barbie, at their lovely Stoke Newington home.

Food was a plenty, and it was a bit of a baby-fest initially too, making it all the more fun.

I left Kelly to dance the night away and moved on to Clerkenwell to meet Paddy & friends to celebrate his birthday at The Three Kings.

We moved on to the Slaughtered Lamb for afters, but not before Pads had blown out all the (one) candles on his cake!

He huffed, and he puffed......

Happy Birthday!

Birthday aftermath & Bond hits 30....

2011-06-04T11:05:00.005+01:00

....I managed to get away without a severe hangover this morning, largely helped by a visit to Hackney Farm with Kel & the Newcastle boys. The full English was well received.

Tucking in

Told you!

After our food we wandered around the farm in the glorious sunshine, before heading on to Broadway Market. Thereafter, the guys, (bar Paul), had to head back to Newcastle.

Happy as pig in shit

Later in the evening, the birthday celebrations continued. Not my own, but Nick Bond's - also his thirtieth.

Mr Bond

He celebrated at Worship Street Whistling Shop, a unique bar mixing 'Victorian squallor with grand Gin Palaces'.

Here we drank sublimely concocted cocktails and ate some excellent food.

Huge rock oysters

Massive pork pie

It was a great evening, a slower, more dignified pace than the frantic nature of mine the night before. And I think that was welcomed by all!

Nick, Bond & Liam

Happy Birthday Nick, welcome to the club!

Roy hits 30....

2011-06-03T10:06:00.006+01:00

....So, after many posts regarding friends turning thirty, it is finally my turn. And what a day I had. It started with opening cards & presents with Kelly.

[Colombian bought trousers not available for re-sale. Sorry]

I did extraordinarily well. From Kelly I got a beautiful rucksack and a unique 1940s lamp. And there was much more besides - everyone was incredibly generous. And with presents ranging from hand-knit cushions, to rare wines, it seems that turning 30, really does mean, 'growing up'.

Kelly had an additional surprise lined up for me, and as we both had the day off, we cycled further East to a gastropub, The Gun. And what a nice surprise. Neither of us had eaten there before, but only ever heard good things.

*clink*

We were blessed with an incredibly sunny day, and ate on the adjoining terrace, at the affiliated Portuguese restaurant, A Grelha. Sitting right on the Thames, overlooking the Millennium Dome, we had a fantastic meal of grilled meats & fish, before heading back to The Gun's balcony for dessert and coffee. A perfect birthday lunch.

And the day didn't end there. The birthday celebration proper, took place in the Smithfield Tavern, where friends gathered for what proved to be a boozy, but immensely fun evening.

The night brought out old friends, school friends, work friends, family friends, football friends and new friends. It went on until 2am, when everyone scattered, (and I, drunkenly retired with Kel!).

A fantastic day, a fantastic evening and a fantastic age to be. Thank you to everyone for coming, for cards, presents, drinks that you brought and bought. It's hugely appreciated and flattering and I had an incredible time.

Roy's birthday dinner....

2011-06-02T00:00:00.004+01:00

....As has become tradition on our birthdays, Nick, Richie and I went out to dinner. My treat was a great feed at Giant Robot in Clerkenwell.

It's American-style tapas on the menu, so we mostly ate sliders & fries.

[We ate the sliders & fries, so this is the bruschetta & cheese board!!]

Richie, Nick, Roy

For dessert, Richie recommended Baked Alaska, which neither Nick & I had eaten before. We were soon to be pleased!

Flaming wonder

Pretty boys

After dinner, we decided, (of course), that cocktails would be a good idea. They were of course.Very good.

As ever it was a great meal with great friends. Long may it continue. (And it will, in a month, for Richie's 30th!)

Catfish....

2011-05-30T20:39:00.006+01:00

....We all sat down to watch this documentary tonight, pop corn and all.

Many people had talked about it, not least Kelly, so I was looking forward to discovering what it was all about.

The film contains entirely real footage, shot over a nine month period, after film maker Ariel Schulman sensed a story unfolding in his brother's, Yaniv, online relationship with a family in Michigan. Everything was not quite as it seemed. It is an absorbing 90 minutes, highlighting both the terrifying power of the internet, but also the deepest of human frailties.

Ultimately it is a rewarding, always intriguing documentary that is on the verge of exploitation on every level. The title of the film comes from an analogy made toward the end, explaining that Catfish are tactically placed in long haul transportation of Cod, to keep them nimble, fresh, on their toes - so they're still tasty on arrival. To me, it is a fitting analogy, relevant to both Yaniv and his online contact - they needed each other just as much, certainly over the course of the nine months documented.

Fascinating. Go and see it.