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Soap and Water
Oct 29th 2015
Another rainy day. The cafe up the road is full of TV cameras. The woman in front is trying to keep locals out of the film. I ask her what they are filming. She says Emmerdale. Which is French for covered in shit, approximately.
We watched Psychedelic Britannia which was mindblowing and Carrie which was er um. [Admin1: 70s films do date badly, with their awful hair and intrusive action-telegraphing music. I'd also forgotten the heavy Psycho references, both in the music and direction -- it was set in the Bates High School, of all places . But Sissy Spacek's performance was just as good as I remembered.]
Admin2 is reading Slade House by David Mitchell which is seasonal.

Ledgers
Sep 24th 2015
Scaffolding planks. They are called ledgers and side-on they look a lot like books.
Admin1 is reading The Last Breath by Denise Mina (well-written and involving, but it would have helped to have read previous books in the series). Admin2 is reading Talking It Over by Julian Barnes. Yakity yak don’t get your lover back.

The Kremlin
Sep 12th 2015
Quarry Hill was once earmarked as Hitler’s northern headquarters; now it’s the HQ of the SS.
Admin2 watched The Glass Menagerie which featured real rain on stage.
Admin1 is reading Nexus by Ramez Naam (memo to editor: cut 200 pages, mostly the implausible and tediously extended fight scenes, and we might have a pretty good book).
JEZ WE DID!!!

Welcome to the Brudenell
Sep 6th 2015
Admin2′s birthday outing to New Woman, Bilgepump and Cuz. And our best September sunshine day ever: 8.38kWh.
Admin1 is reading The Crow Trap by Anne Cleeves (elaborate and ambitiously constructed, but overlong and a bit confusing). Admin2 is reading The Slaves of Solitude by Patrick Hamilton. We scored five on the Guardian Weekend quiz. Oh dear.
Admin1 stayed at home and watched Dark City, and was interested to find that his original opinion (in Matrix 132, Jul/Aug 1998) was if anything intensified, despite the good reputation the film now has:
I was telling a friend about Dark City. “Think forties films,” I said, “dark mean streets, homburgs, crisp and witty dialogue, femmes fatales, plots to die for. Dark City has none of them. Well, apart from the homburgs. And the rain.” All style and no substance, the film reminded me of nothing so much as a routine Dr Who story, with its daft aliens, dull dialogue, plot holes you could drive the Nostromo through, and absolute refusal to follow up on the existential terror of its premise of reality-altering technology (see Le Guin’s The Lathe of Heaven or any number of Dick books for infinitely better treatments). It was just an excuse for second-rate special FX.

Corblimey
Jul 26th 2015
One of the sights at Unity Day was the Labour Party stall that invited passing punters to put balls in buckets to show support for the leadership candidates. Jeremy Corbyn’s got a lot more balls than any of the others. Admin2 was inspired to do this promotional poster with added amateurish scuzz.
Admin1 is reading Where Evil Lies by Jørgen Brekke, but gave it up after 100 pages — it would have been earlier, but the awfulness was oddly mesmerising. Admin2 is reading Whiskey Tango Foxtrot by David Shafer.

Cloud of the Day: Vapour
Jun 27th 2015
Admins1&2 celebrated 14 years of joint administration by going to a very poorly publicised and signposted ecig expo in Harrogate, involving an inordinately long walk from the nearest bus stop, but we did blag some pens, a box mod and a lift back to the main road.
Admin2 is reading The Stranger’s Child by Alan Hollinghurst.

Dubai Dooby Doo
Oct 30th 2014
Flying all over The World
Islands in the Arabian gulf.
Admins 1 and 2 are too tired to read.

Google My Crib
Sep 8th 2014
The Google car is back again, viewing our street.
Admin1 is reading The Vanishing Point by Val McDermid.

The Fountains of Bradford
Aug 26th 2014
A bit of city centre excitement instead of endless bloody shops.