Holiday reading

Reading. Pitstop.
First read of the trip. It was over before I ever felt like I spent any time sitting down to read it. Fluid and fast moving and a reminder that drug, drink fuelled superficial lifestyles are usually a product of a darker undertones that creates a sense of emptiness. Mostly read in between tram trips in Munich and soundtracked to german conversations.

Next book...
I loved this at first – it felt quite realistic and funny but towards the end it left me frustrated with its depiction of women only being fulfilled from marriage or children. Read in the Black Forest, mostly soundtracked to the sound of occasional school groups invading our secret lake swimming spot.

Third holiday read
Slightly indulgent and kinda crazy, but it was nice to read a book about women and friendship instead of just about men. A nice balance after finishing White dresses. Read in the sunshine by the pool in Heidelberg. Soundtracked to swimming pools.


08 2014


Pool party A perfect weekend away in the sunshine


08 2014

Here we go again

Locating satellites.
All signed up for Amsterdam marathon on October 19th. Summer, sweaty training has commenced. Not sure about a PB on this one but looking forward to a new city to run.


08 2014

Reading list

Sunday morning
The Goldfinch – I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. But it’s worth the hype. Mostly soundtracked by Hauschka Volker Bertelmann: Ferndorf


07 2014

Forgetting the Internet

“But fuck it, I made my choice. I chose what they said would be freedom, protecting the privacy I so closely coveted and cherished. I got what I wanted. I tried to stave off the threats to my digital reputation long enough; I defended my relevance at all cost. But said cost turned into debt, and those debts are all that has been remembered. It’s not that I lost myself, but rather, I lost my representation. I wouldn’t let them shape me into a body of data and traffic. I thought I had more to offer. Now, in retrospect, I see the glaring disparity between what I thought was relevant and what they did. Once, I suppose, the tension of that disparity is what made me an individual. But what was once taut has now gone slack.”

Short story by Nicholas O’Brien over on Rhizome in reaction to Google announcement stating they will be “forgetting” things in Europe.


07 2014

Recently reading


The power of habits and how to turn an everyday annoyance into something positive? How a password changed my life. Potato salad and people on the internet Pledging even $3 gets you a bite of the potato salad mailed to you and he’ll say your name out loud while he makes it. Hours spent researching parenthood for work and coming across new perspectives in unexpected places.“That thing happened,” Vida says, “where you become pregnant and you’re suddenly aware of this whole other world that was going on parallel to the one you were living in.” The Glastonbury magic “Glastonbury is a rabid, filthy, depraved hypercapitalist clusterfuck – and an absolutely staggering achievement” Meryl Streep on Beauty, Rejection and her Drug. And the power of photography ahead of the Science Museum’s upcoming exhibition Stranger than Fiction “reality doesn’t exist before our experience. Photography is one of the tools that helps us construct reality. It is not an innocent medium.” And finally a film that visulises the way our brain might look the moment we wake up and click: #asif


07 2014

Book soundtracks

Sometimes when I read a book i’ll start listening to a certain album which then becomes the only album I can listen to until I finish the book. This means that the next time I hear one of those songs i’m taken straight back to the books characters and the mood I was in at that time. Whenever I hear Inner Life Let’s Go Another Round I think of Katniss Everdeen kicking ass in The Hunger Games.

Most recently I read Americanah with Chili Gonzales Solo Piano on repeat. Whenever I hear Kenaston i am instantly back on the train in the sunshine inside Ifemela’s story. This book has been one of the best I have read in such a long time and I cannot recommend it highly enough. Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie has opened my eyes to an ignorance I was completely unaware of and now everytime I hear time Solo Piano will remind me of that anytime i begin to slip into ignorant bliss again.

I would love to know which albums people can’t hear without thinking about a book or character.


06 2014

Recently, randomly

You looking fine KX
New job. New hangouts.

Naughty Stella
Fleeting visits. Stella still the same.

Sunday flat
Flat tyres in Essex.

Countryside riding
Back on track

FINISHED. Blown away

Nike Lab Launch
Tequila and Ting

David Robilliard: The Yes No Quality of Dreams
David Robilliard. ICA.

World Cup

Post ride reward
Three hours sleep. Four hour ride. Seaside.

These guys
More football. We lost.

Deviation strings
Deviation strings. Southbank

Cherry pie
Sweet cherry pie.

Hackney Half. Sunstroke.


06 2014

Recently, randomly

Sunshine. beers. Somerset House.

A duck made out of apple.

Birthday girl.

Countryside running. Lost.

24 hours with these babes.

Rick Ross.


Rowans. More hangovers.

Hungover miles. Epping

Tilly. Crate.



More miles.

And hills.

Back on foot.



06 2014

We own the night

A few weeks ago I ran my first 10k since I started long distance running. As soon as the race started I felt quite stressed, like I needed to chase the front and I never got into a rhythm which was the vast difference to when running a marathon. But despite that I am super happy with my time of 43.40 and getting an Alex Monroe necklace instead of a medal. Thanks Nike.

Next race is the Hackney Half, my training hasn’t been quite on track, but we have had a million bank holidays but the sun has been shining. Everything in moderation.


06 2014