The Cardozo Picture Palace
In a recent post about the film portfolio of Arnold Schwarzenegger, I mentioned that we used to have film nights at our flat on Cardozo Road, which for such occasions…
Clothes. Boots. Motorcycle.
Adverts and advertorial for the new Total Recall film seem to be swamping London’s free papers and mags at the moment. Apparently it’s a remake only in so far as…
The natural microwave
It is a staple aspect of the British condition that we will always complain about the weather, even when it is doing exactly what we have previously wished for. The…
Sunshine superman
Lately, on the occasion of my trip to Venice, I decided it was time to retire my old panama hat. I bought it aged only just 18 from a poky…
The good life
On Tuesday I ate my first courgette of the season. There are five large courgette plants in my little garden, and no doubt in a month’s time I will be…
Keep it up all day
It’s not every day you save yourself a significant amount of money with a dab of hair product. During the last spell of sodden weather, the front door of my…
Hopheads
Some time ago my uncle bought me a hop vine for my birthday. It arrived through the post in a small wooden box, and in the years since I planted…
Miles per gallon
‘Trouble with taking this car out,’ declared a large man with a strong West Yorkshire accent, ‘is that it’s an hour on the road and two hours to clean.’ I…
Tit for tat
Christian, my brother, is currently working as an artist-in-residence at a small boarding school in Essex. He lives an implausible existence in a flat above the boys’ boarding house, sparingly…
No sleeves and a cuckoo clock
One of my favourite items of clothing in this soggy but not particularly cold weather is a leather jerkin of the sort that British soldiers used to favour during the…
