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Author Archives: Rhona
Biodynamite
Saturday I overcame the weekend handicaps imposed by what are generously described as “improvements” on the Underground, and managed to arrive at Victoria coach station in time to welcome my classmate Jenn to London. Off we sped on the trusty … Continue reading
Culture, culture, culture and a little bee bim bap
It’s been a pretty poetic week all in all. Monday evening I went to the South Bank to see Sean O’Brien and Ian Duhig read. I’d been admiring O’Brien’s latest, The Drowned Book, for the past couple of weeks, so … Continue reading
Been such a long, long time…
…since I had a minute to blog, it really has. Which reminds me of one of my favourite songs: [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yFq5YhvhzuI] But back to reality, whoever has time for that. Tracking backwards, I was so so so so very lucky to … Continue reading
Plastic world
I got a monster killer migraine yesterday afternoon, which went some way to explaining why fate didn’t want me travelling this weekend. Before it hit, I did a bit of reading on the subject of plastic, which I wandered into … Continue reading
Still Cheeselessly in Parma
If you’re a believer in signs, when you read my tale you will perhaps understand why I gave up my attempts to get to Cheese this morning. First, the friend who was going to come with me had pulled out … Continue reading