Ive been meaning to add a post about this charming little guide since I was given it as a birthday present back in December. Its full title (as the picture suggests) is Alien Invaders: A Guide to Non-Native Species in the Britisher Isles and it was written by two artists called Jacob Cartwright and Nick [...]

For a cruel afternoon in January there is little else that massages the mind in the way that Cluster’s Sowiesoso album does. It’s all skeletal trees, flickery lanterns, frosty marshes and perhaps a pagan animal hat peering from a  nearby holly tree. Sowiesoso has escaped me for years and finally I laid claim to copy [...]

I can see our lounge now. It’s 1989 and the windows are steamed up from the sunday-dinner humidity coming from the kitchen. The mood is sleepy and the air thick with the sort of slow-burning restlessness that you can only bring on yourself as you draw nearer to a new Monday of school or work. [...]

This morning, I woke up with a blunted sandy fugg around my head and proceeded to peak through the window into the blue morning. It had snowed again. A lot. From then onwards, every step I took on the way to work was slow and hap-hazard. I wasn’t alone either. It seemed that everyone was [...]

If you’re ever waiting at Tottenham Hale underground station on the Victoria line, you might be lucky enough to have a spare moment to search out the work of one of the UK’s finest and sadly under-celebrated designers. On the platform there is a rather plane looking and long-forgotten tile-work motif of a medieval ferryman [...]

It’s January and by now most of us have completed our new computer games. Books given as presents have been read or soberly placed to one side. Xmas selection boxes have been finished off (apart from the fudge) and we’ve given up on pagan style feasting in front of crap television. The next few weeks, [...]

Happy New Year to you all first and foremost and may it be happy healthy one too. I’ve enjoyed myself over the festive season. So much so that my mental age has withered somewhat and my ability to hone in on decent post subjects has decayed into a gout-ridden pile of  boozey staleness. I thought [...]