I inherited this copy of Romeo and Juliet from my gran who died earlier this year. On the first page she dated it January 1942, when she would have been 20 years old. And here I am, 68 years later, reading through it and feeling a connection with Gran through nothing more than paper, ink [...]
Last night I went to see a band*.
Well, that’s a bit generous – what I actually saw was a lot of people’s backs, a host of phones and cameras waving about in the air and a rip-roaring light show. In the absence of being able to see anything worth looking at I spent some time [...]
You’re a vampire Michael! My own brother a goddamn, shit-sucking vampire. You wait til mom finds out, buddy.
RIP Corey Haim. I feel bad on behalf of everyone expressing grief at your passing who didn’t give two hoots about what you did when you were alive. Me included. Sorry.
After the is-he-isn’t-he drama, the shock of it actually being true and a day of jokes tasteless or otherwise, I realised today that Michael Jackson actually* died. I’ve read the entire Guardian MJ tribute edition cover to cover, I’ve got Thriller on and I’ve been seeking out internet grief; needless to say, I’m feeling gloomy. [...]