Friday the 23rd

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  • How did the information that Roddy Woomble's solo album came out two and a half months ago slip by me? I blame everyone but me. Mostly Sarah though because keeping me up to date on everything hip and Scottish is her job.
  • I'm going to Norwich tomorrow. Scum.
  • The new Damien Rice single is fantastic. Well, it's better than anything you can do. In related news, I've yet to persuade anyone famous and musically talented to read this drivel. In related news to that, I've yet to meet anyone famous.
  • And while we're on that subject, there's been a rumour going around since I came here that Ewan McGregor lives in the local square and has been seen on the street outside work. No-one has seen him themselves but they always know someone who has. In doing some research on the area (which contains approximately 309 young people in it) I found out that writer Ian McEwan lives in the square which leads me to conclude that London is not ready for people with Mc surnames. I fully expect to start hearing about how someone's cousin yelled YOU SHALL NOT PASS to Sir Ian McKellen when he tried to get away without picking up one of the free London rags outside Warren Street.

Lovely Weather "When do you think it'll stop raining?"
"May"


Your Comments

Jonty

Related, somewhat:

A couple of months back when my missus was still working in the Lake District at the Wordsworth Museum I went to visit.
On arriving one of her friends came sprinting over to me with a wild grin on his face and told me to shake his hand, at which point he yelled "YOU JUST TOUCHED SIR IAN MCKELLEN BY PROXY!" and promptly buggered off.

Apparently Sir Ian is a patron of the museum and was visiting at the time, but it took me several hours to discover this and for a period I thought it had all been a frightening tiredness-induced hallucination.

Sheepie

Wait a sec... the last Friday the 23rd was in June.

Eponymous

Apologies if this message appears multiple times - our broadband is jumpy at the moment.

Do you realise that if Ian McEwan does live there, his most recent book, Saturday, which is superb and probably one of the best books written in the last couple of years, is set in the square. And if his house is like your house, then it's unbelievably posh.

Read it and you will understand.

Penguin

Saturday really is fantastic. Let's hope the rest of it isn't autobiographical, though.

To remedy your third point, Mark - you just need to hang around that square long enough, don't you?

The Hartwell

I have a tambourine, Gareth probably has a triangle and im sure Phil has a guitar... do we not count as famous(ish)...

Paul

Kev: I sing. Loud.


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