I’ve spent too long house-hunting in York for this gallery of extravagant Seventies interiors to be really scary – trust me, there are far worse out there, and they’re on the market right now – but I was slightly disturbed by the horse in the kitchen. The scary part is that my parents were my age in 1974, which presumably means this sort of thing appealed to them in the same way as wood floors and halogen lighting are meant to appeal to me. What kind of a genetic headstart that gives me, I’m not sure…
Archive for 28 June 2004
I cannot begin to imagine what I’d do with all that screen real-estate, butohgodiwantoneofthese30inchmonsters…
About the last place you’d expect to find a political polemic is the website of Bruce Springsteen. But here it is – Al Gore ripping the miserable failure a new one over Iraq. If only he’d sounded like this four years ago, none of this would have happened…
