(apologies for slight hiatus)
The Ripped Backsides of Nougat City (or Where Not to Go When Yr Car Can?t Wink). Dr Vick’s Golf’s clignotants aren’t working so most of the day we scour the endless lookalike trading estates on the edg[…]

if attali cd hear us now
a street-by-street guide to london noise (via the everlovely map room)[…]

Not the FT Top 100 Films*
MARY POPPINS
It’s surely not absurd to say that all of us who love film have one special movie from childhood, capable of cutting through the life-hardened exoskeleton of a jaded adult to release the untainted, raw emo[…]

Perdido Street Station by China Mieville
I read The Scar first (and reviewed it here, in April I think), but this was his first novel set in the extraordinary SF/fantasy world he has created. It’s not on as grand a scale, not as spectacular in […]

Likoma Island, Malawi
“Hey Mazungu!” a voice called, “I am Gift, and this is my brother, Advice.” I glanced at the younger boy who smiled shyly. Mazungu is a Swahili word meaning white man, although its literal translation is […]

FT !P!O!P!sclusive!
Last night, your NYLPM correspondent was happily drinking cocktails in a bar in London’s trendy London when who should walk in but BLUR. And when I say BLUR I mean real actual classic BLUR, with reformed COXON! All four or[…]

TEDDYBEARS STHLM – “Cobrastyle”
There’s a long thread on ILE at the moment about the demerits of iconic faces on T-Shirts, to wit Nico who is apparently on some new New Look gear with the ahistorical slogan “Chelsea Unde[…]

Why Boxing should be banned
The Manager of Amir Khan gave an interview this morning*; I was unsure whether I’d heard things correctly. Sadly I had.
The main thing is to ‘secure Amir’s financial security’. Maybe they should loo[…]

The Quirks of Travel
One of travel’s joys is a delight in trivia, those bizarre local myths or footnotes of history gathered along the way.
I’ve just returned from Italy and came back with a couple of great finds. I now have a photo of t[…]

NEWS FEED: Surely this is what Camp X-Ray is for
Obviously I have a soft spot of Cat Stevens, or Yusef Islam or , (actually is it not a touch suspicious how many names he has had, like he was on the run). He used to be a musician, realised how rubbis[…]