SFX In The City

I’m snowed under with work right now, so apologies for the lack of posts. I’m also still recovering from the shock of trying to sort out my first big tax bill – both for this year and a large proportion of next year, because the bastards always want two years at once in your second [...]

I’m Trying Very Hard Not To Lick The Screen Right Now…

I’m really busy at the moment, valiantly trying to get about a week’s worth of work out of the way in one day because Biddy’s coming to stay this weekend. And so, in lieu of a cutting critical analysis of the fact that there’s a new President in the White House, I’m posting this picture:

Which [...]

No Spoilers Here, Just Squee And A Huge, Impala-Shaped Coincidence

Battlestar Galactica is back.
My regular heart rhythm? Not so much.
I won’t discuss the episode here because I’m painfully aware that people might not want to be spoiled, and I was only informing somebody yesterday that if anyone ever told me who the final Cylon was I would punch them very hard in the throat and [...]

The Joy of Sleeveface

If you haven’t experienced the wonder that is Sleevefacing yet, here are a few tasters for you:

Go there. Now. Not only is it funny, it’s downright metaphysical.
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Above And Beyond

So I wrote a Rewind feature on Deep Space Nine a few months ago for SFX magazine in which I listed all the best episodes from the series. I accidentally missed out “The Way Of The Warrior”, and I apologised for that in a blog post a while back.
Now I’d like to apologise again – [...]

Picture Me This

Yesterday I met up with my friend James for the first time in two years – serves him right for buggering off to live in California, hmmph – and, between extraordinary bouts of gossip and geekery, we paid a visit to the Natural History Museum for their annual Wildlife Photographer of the Year Exhibition.
It was [...]

Motherhood In A Nutshell

I was just having  a text conversation with my friend Sam, a mother of three, and she came up with this perfect description to sum up motherhood:
“There’s no such thing as maternal instinct. It’s a combination of panic, self-preservation and that urge to pick up small things with big eyes.”
That’s, like, profound. I love it!

Going A Bit Calvin

I woke up this morning, looked out of the window and then spent ten minutes running around the house yelling “Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow!”
I swear I’m Calvin. All I need is a Hobbes.

And I’d TOTALLY do [...]

Hello, Mr Smith

I’ve spent most of Christmas and New Year sitting in my flat typing furiously and living my life on the interwebs. Great fun, but not good for the constitution, so I figured today I’d go for a walk.
Trust me, there is nothing more glorious than strolling along the Thames towpath by Richmond watching the swans [...]