2005, maybe?
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Just found this at the bottom of an old photo folder. Probably 2005, by context of surrounding photos? Clearly Liverpool Street Station. Possibly… haunted photo?
Herstmonceux, summer 2006
All of us who were in this issue — I did a gig with the brilliant Becky Cloonan therein – were sent this presentation box. Apparently Past Me took a photo, probably in full knowledge that Future Me would not remember this, nor would he remember where he put the box. Past Me was quite correct. Wasn’t that a lovely thing, though?
2012, I think. The magnificent Gianni Nunnari took me out to dinner and gave me a couple of glasses of this, the first and last time I tasted Pappy Van Winkle whiskey.
I was once hired by David Heyman to work on an adaptation of someone else’s graphic novel, and this ended up with me spending a day locked in a large room with the attached director to try and work out a mutually acceptable shape for the piece. It took me a little while to notice that the knickknacks framed on the walls of this room were all props from the Harry Potter films. I seem to recall the day ended with me marching the director up and down Denmark Street while I generally railed at the poor sod. Lovely guy.
(I also have a feeling I bumped into Joanne McNeil on my way to the meeting, whom I read has a new book out later this year.)
(Finally going through the photo archive I downloaded from Flickr when I closed my account there last year!)
This would have been, what, 2011? Billy Bragg showed up out of nowhere and played “Between The Wars” and I nearly cried. Because I’d bought his work since the earliest EPs and had never gotten to see him live. And then Laurie Penny showed up, said we should go for coffee, and grabbed Billy Bragg and told him we were going for coffee, and Billy Bragg grabbed Tom Morello, and I was just fucking speechless. There are a lot of reasons why I will always think of Laurie fondly, but that one is top five.
