Sorry for the delay in the posts recently – work has been turning the screws horridly. But seen as it is All Hallow’s Eve, I thought I would drop a post worthy of such a night. I recently bought a copy of Count Magnus and Other Ghost Stories by the author of fear himself, M.R [...]

Saturday was surprisingly warm for a late October day in London. Being out in it was pleasant. There was a soft breeze that shunted huge billowing, flamingo-coloured clouds across the sky. It was, perhaps not the best choice of day to go underground to visit a damp, cold and relatively stale place. But I did [...]

‘The company’ as it is referred to in the film ‘Alien’ and its sequels, is perhaps one of the most savage fictional corporations in the history of film. Willing to endanger the lives of people and even dabbling in the wildly irresponsible pursuit of xenomorphic research, is perhaps, what some might consider enough to warrant [...]

Somewhere underneath the sickly green turf of the new Wembley stadium lies the fragments of the foundations of what would have been London’s Eiffel tower. How ironic it is that Wembley, an old damp hill with a little mill on it, became the site of such a series of aspirational developments. There was Watkin’s Tower, [...]

I first saw Ryan’s work on the University of the Arts ‘Showtime’ gallery, where his brooding, geometric print work seared itself into the inside of my head. There’s a tangible depth of texture and tone to Ryan’s work that creates a dusty, antiquarian level of museum-like detail. Somewhere locked in the old museums of East [...]

In the souless world of unforgiving Carbon-fibre, sweaty plastic and general factory-made uniformity, cyclists don’t have much to feed on when it comes to cycling shoes. The design of modern cycling shoes is fairly standardised and unless you’re willing to sell a kidney, you’re probably not going to get anything radically different. But what of [...]

Brought up on a complicated British diet of two different measurement scales, I have often felt slightly bemused by the overly rigid Kilometre and even more so deluded by the mere utterance of the flummoxing Furlong. Here in the UK, we revel the oppurtunity to clink pints together and anything else would be criminal. We [...]

Where would we be without Collins Gems? Probably nowhere very splendid actually. These little guidebooks have been my reference crutch for the natural world since I was a nipper and they don’t look as though they’re going to fade into the treacle of obscurity anytime soon (thankfully). With heavyweight authors  such as SAS survival don, [...]