No one reads this as far as I know. So I’m ok to say things that people won’t see.
I’m feeling pretty shit right now. On of my best mates is pretty ill right now.
I’d swap places in the blink of an eye.
Fire
You can’t beat a good fire.
Cupboard find
They’ll still be ok, surely.
Whisky
I’ve never liked whisky. More accurately, I’ve always hated the stuff. Mates have tried to educate/convert me for years, with no success.
A while back, someone told me to try it with a bit of water added. I didn’t see the point, since surely that would only make it a little less vile.
Somehow, we agreed to attend a whisky tasting night at the Green Dragon in Whitby. It was a tasting session with a difference, but the poisonous liquid was still to be involved.
I was dreading the evening (it happened last night), but am very fond of imperial stouts, which were to be paired with the whisky.
The stouts were great, beautiful even. The weakest was over 14% and they were all out of the ordinary. The whisky was made more bearable with the addition of water; one was even almost nice.
It was a brilliant night, though.
Idles
Idles were pretty good tonight. Last night now.
One of the best live bands I’ve seen.
Interpol & Nick Cave
Somehow, I’ve managed to double book gigs again. While, both were booked a long time ago, I need to be more organised about these things.
Interpol’s in town, but Nick Cave’s Manchester (where we saw him last time, before Covid). I saw Interpol in Edinburgh last year, so decided on Nick Cave.
The gig’s tonight.
Then, yesterday, I came down with a bloody awful bug. I can see it’s going to just be a 48 hour thing, but that obviously means I’m going nowhere today.
The silly thing is, there’d always be a chance I’d be ok for tonight, so Interpol might have been an option. If I hadn’t given the ticket away.
Underdog
Something I’d not expected to see. The hound on the Underground.
The last George Gently
This is becoming a habit; an addiction. So, in the 60s, pavements were paved with paving stones. At that time, tarmac was a road thing.
And the wall in the picture is pure 80s.
And did I mention PVU windows and doors?
Maxwells
We’ve relied on this local DIY shop since we moved to Gateshead.
You could get pretty much anything from the place. We’ve bought plaster, cement, tile adhesive, wood, plywood, chipboard, silicone, bolts, screws, nails, paint, varnish, padlocks, and a door (we’ve certainly missed something).
We’ll so miss Maxwells.
More George Gently
This is becoming addictive. The metal sheeting with holes simply didn’t exist in the 60s.
1990s I think.
UPVC windows weren’t really a thing then either.