Together alone

Thanks to everyone who came to see the Peel show, I thought the audience were totally lovely. My evening was made a bit stranger when one of my teachers from university turned up to see us. That hasn't happened before. He's quite a hip fellow though, taught me Experimental Prose Fiction, which made me think he probably wouldn't like us, we're not avant garde enough.
There was special edition of Hometruths on Radio 4 about John Peel with interviews with his family which was really lovely. You can still hear it. http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio4/hometruths/


No dogs have tried to bite/make friends with me. I've left my job at the pub but I haven't exactly told them yet. It's been a bit of a downer since coming back from Sweden because it was such a big deal being there. And it never rains there. It rained for about ten hours yesterday and I have discovered the bottom of my favourite shoes are maybe made of cardboard under the disintegrating plastic bit.

There was a Lukas Moodyson double bill on at the cinema on Sunday. That means there were a few hundred people looking through their dripping windows with regret and failed good intentions. Not me, I made it. I half expected some of the band to turn up to continue our Swedish fanclub, but only Tracyanne was there and she had to leave halfway through so I watched Together alone. Tracyanne says I look an awful lot like the miserable girl in that film.



Carey xx