I feel like I’m playing a horrific version of Good Thing Bad Thing lately. I am considering leaving one of the games I play due to something happening which I consider beyond the pale. I’m waiting to see the organising team’s response and then I’ll work out if that’s a space I want to be … Read More
America is fascist now and people are creaming their pants over criminals. (Yes I mean Luigi). And over here public protest has been conflated with terrorism. I’m feeling tired as fuck. I showed The Jellicle Barbie which she had managed to miss due to global pandemics. She spent most of it going “what the fuck?” … Read More
Today I finished the tale of a dead man. It’s banal but feels significant in that way that life does sometimes. I was with LT. We got to talking about Feles Umbra and that she had toasted him at the symbl last Saturday. It was through Leth that she’d met him, I had thought she … Read More
We symbled on Saturday. It’s a modern Heathen drinking ritual, part of a Blot sometimes but something that stands alone and has enough of a grounding that atheists and other religious types can join in. You roughly stand in a circle pass the mead horn around and each person toasts three rounds: the first for … Read More
(Content Warning – grisly discussion of the circumstances of the death of a friend) On Saturday I had my Mexican Party complete with symbl for Lammas in the middle of it and Lithuanian Troll toasted Fele Umbra. I had not thought about toasting him with the honoured dead, and apparently she thought twice because she … Read More
This week I heard about Fele Umbra dying. I have a lot of thoughts. Not least because I knew him most through the Naiad and Hijinks. Mostly I remember the few times I was sober meeting him and a morass of drunken times merged into one. I say I was sober, I’m not completely certain … Read More
I’m so annoyed that they’re ditching the analogue phone network for digital. It’s harder to get the parts apparently and I imagine people who know how to fix the copper network. When Lancaster’s power station broke and the mobile network went down, when we got a little taste of the apocalypse back in 2015, I … Read More
Brutalist architecture is out and Greco-Roman is in. More than anything else that has me shivering, it’s just so many echoes of the Nazi regime. Brutalism has always been ridiculously hard to like, but the theory behind it is socialist and egalitarian. It’s about not hiding the nuts and bolts of construction, showing all the … Read More
On Friday I listened to a voice recording that turned my brain inside out, on Saturday I got lost in a changing room and yesterday I couldn’t find my way out of one of the covered shopping areas in town. The smallest one of them. It was a little scary. I stepped out of The … Read More
I quite like Chinese New Year in Lancaster, there’s a parade and lions and I find that it’s infused a sense of Chinese cultural somethingness into my idea of how the year sins out. A bit like setsubun next week or Old Twelfth Night last week. I’m busy this afternoon so I shall miss the … Read More
