Play with the city - London

What a beauty! We took the QQ away for valentines weekend to whitstable. We stopped at the windy ridge guest house, and stayed in a room that was once used to take copious amounts of drugs, have orgies and make beautiful psychedilic rock in the 60’s. We blitzed the town, soaking up the cracking little art galleries rinsing the records shops for 45 inch records and of course the chippy for chips. Those were the best chips I’ve eaten in a long time. Totally recommend a trip out to whitstable. It’s beautiful, everything is within 100 yards of the coast, plus it has a vibrant arts scene. You can see why there’s a lot of londoners who’ve bought a place here. the quiet little town has character, charm and soothes the soul. I’ll defo be back in the summer.

We rose at 6am to head to the Covent Garden Flower market the thursday before valentines day. Although it was a wee bit early for me and m’lady, having the qashqai meant we could check out the bustling market near vauxhall. Unfortunately I think we’d left it a bit late in the day to see the mad scramble for flowers, but ultimately it was an enriching experience. The flower sellers in contrast to the delicate buds they were selling, were proper london geezers, sun readers and bacon butty brethrens. I was hoping for a magnificent bustling market but really got a large warehouse packed full of sweet smelling colourful flowers. a bit empty, a bit early, but very lovely. Certainly worth a look and a sniff.

When my breadbins realised I’d got a free car, the requests came flooding in. I’m quite happy to help out and my buddy Steph had recently moved into a swanky new pad & needed some new furniture. So, off we went to IKEA Edmonton, land of the cheap & functional do it yourself furniture that always seems to be missing a vital screw whenever I put it together.

Now this IKEA brings back some memories. I worked on the opening launch advertising for IKEA Edmonton & we got a guy to chop a log to open it as a promotional gimic. That ofcourse was our weird Swedish hook, but most people were there to get their hands on a 45 quid settee. There was a massive queue, as big as the car park, we were stood overlooking the angry masses in reception. When the doors opened, I can only say I witnessed a kick b*****k Scramble from hell. I was scared. People were fighting to get in, baby’s had to rescued from the crush, a pregnant woman who had got her hands on a couch had it stolen off her as she queued at a till to pay & someone apparently got stabbed in the shenanigans. Petrifying & scary. People fighting over a cheap couch. nutters the lot of them. Fortunately for us, there was no repeat. Nice meatballs.

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Have a gander @ Portasound’s perfromance at maida Vale for Huw Stephens Radio 1 show. Well done chaps.

It’s All Good hit The Haggerston way back in the year… Twas rammalladingdonged. ie busy. Andy & crew threw a super party. Steph’s new Bo Grace popped open the Crystal, G Dog was so juiced he couldn’t open his eyes, and I wished I still lived in Dalston. The party & tunes were immense. The sound system was not. If you love music, like me (sorry that sounds really crap dunnit), you’d have had to stand under the speaker to get a jist of what was going on. which I did, but I love a place with good acoustics. I can sniff a dodgy treble level a mile off. In all fairness, It’s All Good & andy Newcombe’s crew are better than the venue, and they know it. funny old place the haggerston though. a good ol’ dirty east end pub, that’s been shabbed up for the lo fi crew. I mean, I had a wander upstairs to see what was going on, I discovered a karaoke party, and I swear what those girl did to Prince’s “1999″, should be punishable in a court of law. I left, saw two in skinny jeaned kids being sick on their winkle pickers, then got a taxi back to my green abode in East Dulwich. Good night Dalston. Still love you, warts and all.

Apologies for the distinct lack of posts in the past couple of weeks. I blame it on Jack. My weakness is 24, and any fans of 24 will know that series 7 is well and truly underway. Jack Bauer, (aka big Keith) is back to save the day, and boy is it good. Oh my god it’s so good. I’m up to 10pm now, so I’ve spent a good 16 hours or so on tenterhooks watching jack take on the sengali Juna regime, save the president about 5 times and still have time flirt with his foxy red haired side kick assistant (Rene Walker) who’s definitely loving a bit of the Bauer too. I could dribble on and on about this program, but I’m not one to give away what happens (it’s not in my nature), plus you really couldn’t give a monkey’s flipflop about what I’m watching as I hibernate in these cold dark winter months. Back to the qasqai antics nissan? okay cokey let’s sing Karaoke!…………Let’s not. let’s drive. Go on Jack!!!