Category: Night

Good weekend so far, touch wood. 7

Good weekend so far, touch wood.

We drove to Cambridge yesterday to pick up some stuff, and on the way I bought the Radio Times and i, both of which had favouable things to say about the psycho-geography show on...

The Zep and I 6

The Zep and I

Never been that bothered about the Zep, and I could do with some advice from those who were down with the whole big-haired squeeky voiced cod-Crowleyian ting. In m’new book, ‘Something of the Night’,...

Putative tit rub 14

Putative tit rub

I was talking to my editor today about the proofs of ‘Something of The Night.’ ‘The proof reader,’ he said to me, ‘has an issue with the phrase ‘putative tit rub.’ ‘Oh?’ I said....

Time to get over it 5

Time to get over it

Well, ‘Something of the Night’ has gone to the typesetters, so soon I’ll be correcting the proofs. From now on in the process, changes have to be kept to a minimum, so I’ve had...

and yes I said yes I will Yes. 6

and yes I said yes I will Yes.

Still looking to get a message to Kate Bush. Found my grandfather Albert Bulbeck though, a story which deserves a post of its own. Which will follow. When I’ve found a way to communicate...

Sometime Around Midnight. 1

Sometime Around Midnight.

Today, I’m sitting around thinking about time. In our day, of course, time fell wanking to the floor, but was nevertheless on our side. Now it seems to gallop by. In horse racing terms,...