Archive for August, 2007

Doug Walker

Thursday, August 30th, 2007

So, after many years of plugging away at the old music business thing, it looks like things are finally going Dougie’s way: he handed a copy of his new single to Chris Moyles on monday morning, and got his first play(s) on Radio 1 very shortly afterwards. As a result, he’s made his first music video (here, and featured on the frontpage of YouTube today), attracted loads of media interest, got himself a manager and is apparently talking to a bunch of label types. Good on him; he deserves it.

(background: I used to go to the same church as Doug, and have played with him on a few occasions over the years; he’s a thoroughly lovely bloke and he’s been working dead hard at the music thing for ages now so it’s great that it looks like he’s finally got his big break)

Domestic Bliss

Wednesday, August 29th, 2007

This actually took place before we went away, but I’ve only just got around to writing it down. Anyway. Naomi likes things tidy. This is, in itself, not necessarily a bad thing; however, Naomi’s definition of tidy is simply that if there is a surface, there needs to be nothing on it, and so anything on it will be removed to a location nearby such that she can no longer see it. Thus, I now have to build in an extra 15 minutes into my morning routine to figure out where she’s moved my keys to, me having put them on the kitchen sideboard the previous evening; it led to a brief panic just before our honeymoon because she had moved my Pile Of Incredibly Important Papers That Absolutely Must Not Get Lost from the kitchen sideboard where it’s supposed to live into a range of more-or-less arbitrary drawers in myour bedroom, thus meaning I had absolutely no idea where my travel insurance documents were. It also leads to conversations like this:

Me: Naomi, dearest, love of my life.
She: Yeeeeees?
Me: There is toothpaste in the fridge.
She: Oh, that should probably be in the bathroom.
Me: I know that. Why is there toothpaste in the fridge?
She: Well, it was on the worktop. You know, just kind of… sitting there. It needed to go somewhere.

I can see this marriage thing may take some work.

The other side of the world

Thursday, August 16th, 2007

Hello. I’m not dead. I am, however, married and in Singapore Airport waiting for a transit to Bangkok. I’ll see you when I get back, maybe.