"Cloudbusting (2018 Remaster)" by Kate Bush
"Hounds of Love" is the perfect album. Fight me: I still dream of Organon.
Folks, flight is hard.
I’m human. My starting point is coots running across the water.
I need a 15m wing-pack and a tow to get close, and generally I crash into the dock covering less distance than my total wingspan.
I can barely cope with the downstroke in ground effect. The “ground” punches up.
When I’m chilling on my laptop, doing light-weight online stuff and listening to whatever music, I tend to reach for my FiiO EH11 headphones. Lightweight, unpretentious-ish, sound double-plus-okay. You can buy them for around £30 from Advanced MP3 Players or Amazon or whatever.
Two dead junior pigeons on the balcony this morning. Blood and feathers everywhere. Maybe a gull or a crow. Very sad. From the size of the dead birds, they are very recently fledged.
In busy environments, my EarPod Pros have flat, down-toning digital audio splats, like you’d guess AI “imagined” the sound of slo-mo raindrops. I don’t know what causes this.
I’m beginning to feel I should trim down the number of online services I rarely use. The POSSE nirvana is forever just beyond the horizon. And anyway, I have very little to say, except now and then, with friends.
My friend Rohit is standing again as a Labour councillor in Canning Town. I used to live there until the council chanaged the ward boundary! I’d vote for him if I still lived there! Rohit is a good guy and a great councillor who really works hard for local residents.
Okay - broke my left shoulder, because air pushes back.
Tip for the political classes: you don’t get to be the “adults in the room” by running around shouting “we’re the adults in the room”.
Ollie Robbins thrown under a bus, reversed over, then his remains hitched to the back bumper and dragged down the road for good measure.
Starmer accuses Robbins of obstructing truth about Mandelson vetting