It is Monday, and it is hot. I am at the Apple store in Regent Street. I’ve been at work on my book ‘Mosaic Masterclass’ but something is wrong with the computer. It has almost no available memory. I am trying to ditch folders to free up space but they will not delete. I have [...]
Sandra and I sped down the Holloway Road. We were on our way to the Charlie Dutton Gallery – formerly Mosaic Workshop – for a meeting with Charlie about a show in October. ‘Normally you come in and he gets you in a headlock and all that’ a young woman said to her friend as [...]
What will I miss when I move to the country? Everything. On Sunday afternoon I went mudlarking on the Thames foreshore with Catherine Mayer. There was still no government. Exhausted from nights spent sleeplessly covering and commenting on the election, Catherine filled me in on the intricacies of various potential power alliances while we walked [...]
Frankly, we are nervous about our move. I love London. I walk down the road and feel a sense of joy at the variety and excitement around me. It’s full of contradictions and amusing absurdities, like the ‘Vote Conservative’ poster in the window of the house in Royal College Street boasting a ‘Rimbaud lived here’ [...]
Sorry readers, please forgive my protracted silence. For the past couple of months I have been getting ready to sell my house. At first there was a period of emotional adjustment and tidying up. It is not easy to make the daily work place of many adults seem sparklingly neat and minimal, and charmingly, rather [...]