
High Speed Metaphor Bloke with Lager
I’m trudging back from the park, feeling tired and for some reason dejected by the clammy cold breeze that’s whipping off the pavement...

It’s A Beautiful Day
I’ve written before about rain. About how it makes me feel alive. Today the rain was beating down, propelled by cold gusts of wind that...

Talking About Love on Drayton Park
I’m walking from my car to Tesco to go and buy some chicken dippers… the latest shit food fad in our house – when out of the corner of my...

Since You’ve Bin Gone
Today I walk the neighbour’s dog again. On my return leg I am reminded that the rubbish bin at the top of one of the nearby streets has...

The Portable Bouncing Playground
My youngest has become very excited at the new portable bouncing playground that’s been installed at the western end of our street. Since...

“In Your Days”
I’m walking through the park with my eight year old son. He’s asking lots of questions at the moment. The main thrust of all this is that...

A walk in Clissold Park
Had a great walk out in the rain yesterday morning in Clissold Park, during which I outlined my four point plan (or is it seven?) for...

Getting Waylaid While Buying DIY Supplies
Yesterday I went out onto Blackstock Road with the specific task of buying a replacement blade for my hacksaw. A nice, simple, job –...

The Seagulls
I’m woken from a dream by the sound of birds. It’s a multi-levelled effect, with blackbirds and starlings in the background, the odd...

The Crazy Modernist Building At The End Of Our Street
For years we looked at the crazy modernist building at the end of our street and said "What a fucking dump!" (It's not exactly Nikolaus...

The View Down To Highbury Vale/St John’s Church
My late neighbour, Edna Crome, seemed to know more about Highbury then anyone I know. She was always telling me stories about some aspect...

Clissold Park/Narnia Crossover
Maybe this theory needs a bit more work.

Bottle Pen
The stationer breathed a sigh of relief today when I went in and brought four colour cartridges for my printer. "Ha – you thought I was...

Urban Tractor Scene
Sitting at a bus stop on Stoke Newington Church Street I heard a sound both familiar yet strange. In the midst of the normal sounds of...

Quink (black)
"Do you sell Quink?" I said to my local stationer. "Do we sell Quink? Of course we sell Quink. That's a strange question." "Well, it's...

Treadmill late appointment simulation jog
I did just over two and a half km on the treadmill in an attempt to recreate that excruciating jog to an appointment or interview on a...

The acne red faced bloke dogshit incident
The bloke was in his early 20s and had a stripey t-shirt and a spotty red face. He swaggered out of the King's Head with his dog then...

The Origins of Danebottom
My six year old son often asks me, when we walk up Canning Road, to tell him about the Viking battle of Blackstock Road. "How do you know...

Talking with The Dog People
While the numbers of Dog People frequenting Clissold Park has grown enormously over the past few years, one of the things that hasn't...





