Month: February 2004

The LNR project

Last night was the London News Review “launch” party, only six months or so after it was originally supposed to happen, and with still no sign of the actual magazine being printed (“fortnightly from Autumn 2003…”)

If they ever get round to publishing the thing, hopefully it will be better than their DJ-ing (unbelievably awful) and choice of launch party location (the almost Aussie-free for the evening Walkabout). Still, we did manage to see Dave Gorman (the only “celebrity” there, as far as I can tell, apart from that geeky looking bloke off T4’s Pop World, who was arriving as we were leaving).

Anyway, to prove it, here’s a picture of Angel with said Mr Gorman doing that smiley thing he does in his meeting-other-Dave-Gorman photos, accompanied by his bemused/embarrassed girlfriend (we presume, either that or she’s participating in his next project, the Dave Gorman Brunette Adventure).

Lazy Sunday afternoon in Hampstead Heath

Hampstead is only ten minutes away from our house, but it feels like another world. After aimlessly wandering the heath for a while, we managed a concerted effort to make the brisk walk up to the top of a muddy Parliament Hill, from which, amidst kite flyers and wet dogs (all apparently about to do that just-come-out-of-a-lake, shakey-shakey, thing), we surveyed a grey and impressively distant London–the volume of the wailing police sirens the only reminder of the actual (rather than perceived) proximity of the city. Sensing the impending rain, we headed for the village. Every turn we made through the quiet streets around it reminded one of us of somewhere else–Sally thought, in turns, of parts of Edinburgh and Ireland, and walking back to the station in the rain and the darkness later on, the houses on the edge of the heath reminded me inescapably of the edges of the Downs in Bristol.