Tea and a cake Nice place, no loud music (it’s there, but way down in the background), comfy chairs, good sound insulation from the busy main road. Pity about the lemon in the apple and almond slice.
Towards the end of last month, Matt Hernandez dropped me an e-mail enquiring whether I’d be interested in showing up at Cox’s Yard for an evening of Flamenco/Celtic fusion, featuring the Street Shepherd Band with Ana Garcia, and supported by
Every now and then, I wander up to Sainsbury’s supermarket during my lunch hour; usually accompanying Mike and Jason (two gents I work with). Mike has a habit of picking up one CD or DVD every week, and one day
The new beast of a workstation arrived (in parts) at 7:45 this morning. I’m now typing up this posting using the new beast, and watching Windows Update install 77 updates. Amazingly, there were no more updates after a reboot. Regarding
I’ve been looking around recently for places I can get music that won’t line the pockets of the RIAA with more cash. I disagree with the strong-arm tactics of the RIAA, its stance that all music sharing is illegal, and
Work paid a bonus this month, and I decided to finally get myself a portable photo wallet for when I’m at events like RIAT, without Mum’s jukebox to offload on to. I’ve been eyeing up things like the Epson P-2000