The park on Beech Road, blooming.
Pavement mosaic, Chorltonville. For Pagan rituals on the hop…
We checked out the local Vintage Craft fair at the church hall. Unfortunately more shabby than Shabby Chic.
Message to da kidz in da Park on Beech Road, an occasional gangsta haunt.
Waking up in the spring sunshine, stepping onto the balcony of my Nash terrace in one of London’s more exclusive squares, is a moment to savour. Until room service reminds me I have to check out. Set camera to Stun.
The architecture of London is arresting, diverse and chaotic. Baroque and Brutalist, side by side. I can’t turn a corner without snapping away. I’m a tourist who stops traffic to get the perfect view, carrying a legal disclaimer for the police (written by the police) in case anyone tries to interfere.
Just a couple of days in the capital, a surprise whistle-stop tour.
It’s so hot on Oxford Street, we buy chilled coconuts and drink the milk through a straw. Luxury in the dust! The sun sets on Soho Square, and we have to make our way back to Manchester. For all the noise and chaos, London is a difficult city to leave.
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My remix for Goldfrapp’s Drew got some glowing reviews, so I couldn’t resist making a video to go with it. The original song is haunting and nostalgic, and I added a grandfather clock, an oboe and mandolin. Happy memories and lost time are the main themes here in my short film, and I combine found footage with a visit to the Norfolk holidays of my childhood.
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