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Once again it's Tales of Despair for Humanity time: While I was waiting to cross at the lights to get to Camden Town tube station on Friday morning, a roadworks guy set up 5 orange cones to cordon off the

Not that you'd ever describe Marcus Miller as “classic rock”. A noteworthy jazz/funk bass player and collaborator with Miles Davis, I was convinced it wouldn't be difficult to shift my spare ticket to this gig. More complex a proposition than

Farewell Syd.

So I've come in to work this morning and thought to myself “I know, I'll go to kickboxing class tonight – that'll be good !”, and brought in all the gear. There I am, happily tapping away at my keyboard,

Being the conscientious industry-news follower that I am, I've seen plenty of stories about how spam (or direct email marketing, as spammers call it) threatens to make email as we know it unusable. It sounds feasible, but then the threat's

Honestly, you have to love London. On Saturday – essentially a year to the day after the Live8 concert and the scene of Pink Floyd's first public reunion in 25 years – the first day of the Hyde Park Calling

Nearly forgot – upon arriving home I discovered that my uber cool housemates Emzo & Malinda had organised me a way awesome birthday cake as well! And what flavour was it ? F*ckin' BLUE !! Top work ladies !

Fine food, flavoursome wines, exquisite company, jazz, whisky and taxidermy – all were elements of my 30th birthday feast, and each one critical! Except perhaps the taxidermy. In the evening summer sun on Wednesday night I strolled leisurely from the

Wow, this is the oldest I've ever been. As the guests of our Irish colleagues, my workmate Paul & I spent the evening in the hotel bar of the Rubens Hotel – a place I highly recommend visiting if you

Somehow it seems that all's right in the world when I know that from the bus stop outside my work I can catch buses to Strood, Hoo, Cuxton, the Isle of Grain, and my personal favourite, Snodland. Backing up this