Who’s the girl in the Apple Christmas ad?

You know, the one who sings along with Frankenstein’s monster.

That’s the question I asked myself, my daughter asked herself and my wife likewise.

It took a fair bit of Googling to find the answer. But I found it.

She’s Pixie Davies. You might have seen her in Miss Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children.

Turns out my daughter follows her on Instagram.

You can too. Here

We love your work, Pixie. x

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Swingate blackberries.


Yes you can hunter-gather in Swingate in August. Slim pickings the rest of the year, though there was a pair of jeans in the bushes a while back. And that duck.

Autism warning.


Never seen this before. In a way I’m surprised I haven’t.

It’s a reminder of the daily responsibility carried by a parent bringing up an autistic child.

It takes a special kind of parent and a special kind of love, no doubt.

Brutally accurate media placement.

Duck in Swingate.

It seems only right to break the dormancy of this blog to bring you reports of a mallards malaise.

This bird seems to conducting be a one-duck sit-in. In protest at what, we just don’t know.

More when we have it. Back to the studio.

Now where’s my car?

Bingo!

  

You know summer’s over when…

 First day back at work after my summer holiday (which was a bit of a washout, truth be told) and what greets me on my way to the station?

Paul Laidlaw (far left) is at it again. The man must live in Pantoland all year round. He writes, directs and stars as the Dame at the Gordon Craig every year.

And he is good. He looks very much as home on stage wearing pans for a bra and flirting with the dads in the front row.

Be sure to book your tickets early so that isn’t you (if you’re a dad)!

The Glass Man of Stevenage.

Rather unkindly, some people refer to people who wear Google Glass as ‘Glassholes’. But then you don’t see many about.
But I see one one. Most mornings. We share a train (with a few hundred other people).
There he is on the platform as we wait for the train. And every day he’s wearing his Glass.
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Look how much fun it is to wear them/it.

I don’t pay him close attention but I’ve never actually seen him using them. They just sit on his face, so to speak.
Why does he wear them/it?
Force of habit? Will he need them later on and if he doesn’t wear them he’ll forget them?
I’m not going to judge him. It’s his right to wear them. Personally, I wouldn’t choose to sport them every day – and certainly not if I wasn’t going to use them
The other week I got off the tube at Victoria and to my surprise he hopped out of the driver’s cab. So no doubt he works for TfL and cadged a lift with a mate.
So does he drive Tube trains and film the tunnels as he goes? I know SNCF were trialing Google Glass to speed up ticket checking – a good idea in principle – but this is a conundrum that baffles me every morning.

East Coast goes Virginal.

The first hint of this came last night on the way home. Not a paint job but the wifi login page. Still the familiar East Coast logo, but hello – someone’s slung a Virgin logo on the front.

And this morning the effect is complete with a brand new bright red livery.

So what does it mean for us commuters? Fares going up, usually…

I love mirror.

While it’s true, I am fond of mirrors – they’re very good at what they do – I’m not sure I could say I had a passion for them (in slightly broken English).

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However, if you do have ‘passion for mirror’ you could follow the example of this Belgian chap and create your own pan-European mirror business.

It takes him to all sorts of exotic locations. Like Stevenage.

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