Good to go to a local do; didn't fancy Cambridge-brought that forward to midweek. But this Club Jasmins; never been there and thought it was somewhere else. It was Guyanese club night; when Cameo's Candy came on one of the staff nonchalantly joined in.
I was up for 38 hrs as i did a nightshoot then a day shift. Tomorrow'll be cool; a bbq and a birthday even though transport's up the stick. When i was walking back from do tonight; a bloke came out of a car with his pants down..he was looking to pee..not an endearing look.
Looking forward to more full on in the week.

Went to see the Cambria Road Choir in Loughborough Road; could join them, they're recruiting in Sept. They did a mean version of 'When Doves Cry'. The gaff is owned by a nice Mauritian lady; i was under the impression that it would be proper ghetto down there but it's upmarket gentrification. I'd gone there with hair tied back and a touch of leftover eyeliner from a costume fitting; was hoping to look more willowy Jack Sparrow..the production want more menace than prettiness. If they want verve in the action scenes they'll see that on the test filming day. We were on the edge of town; leafy and for a moment spirits soared a little bit higher before we re-entered the smoke. An Asian pak-choi style broth for tea.

Sun was good yakka with Kingston Fest dismantling; donning safety gloves and a hard hat. Didn't go crazy with the leftover ale; some of it was poured down the drains. A dozen of us had a sitdown Sun lunch afterwards as part of the communal effort.

Sat Streatham Common-Shepherds Bush then an express 607 from outside Westfield to Ironbridge which is impressive iron wrought. We did a Swedish corporate video. Southall disused railway depot is interesting. The production provided us complimentary McDonalds. Been meeting some interesting people; it's about being progressive, new ideas, looking through new angles.
We got away earlier than anticipated which gave a chance to get an art fix. There's a gallery near Acton old town hall. Sequin Kay's Twisted Nature was the best one; a blingy, glittery hubcap of a display. Amy Dignam's Monster Mum was cooky. There was a Cactus Head, something called I refuse to join any club that would have me as a member. Like the half alluding tone of Mariya Ustymenko. Mechanica is half camera, half gun. The Wonderful Wonderful Soup-Stone had an expressive look. There was feelings of trepidation and 'don't forget the bleeding hearts'. Just next door is the Dragonfly Brewery so a half of Achtung baby didn't go amiss.
Shepherds Bush- Bexley via Charing Cross. Couldn't make Crystal Palace with a few of the lads; missed the cheerleaders. By the time i got to Old Dartfordians i was told that Hull were winning the Cup Final 2-1. But they scored too early and Arsenal were desperate for a trophy. Ah this was good; cricket on a sun-warmed field. Had some yum salt beef; did some chilli beer tasting with Mario and his friend. Anna, Ian, Paul on good form; Graham lovely. Met some engaging Crayfordians; i like getting around, a taste of Kent. Left about 9.30pm just after sunset.

Too much caffeine on set; filter coffee, soft drink so the crash is coming. It's a Springy summer; the warmth on your back for the first time this season.
There's a 2 star Michelin pub in Marlow. But is it better than Wetherspoons?
Don't have headspace for certain things ie FA Cup Final; working. Arsenal's pre empted victory parade was mocked by Hull's David Meyler.
Does adversity set off responses and good ones at that? It shows the way forward; after a long time feel freer and there are new gravitational pulls.

Had an enjoyable casting; do i stay in this evening and watch the joke that is the Delhi Daredevils or do i go through a useful process? Got to Warren St; talked down the lens and was dancing for a few mins. Every foul feeling from the previous night and today was channeled into this 'posturing'; that's why i do and love this..the improv, the entertainment., the buzz afterwards. So from there to a temple; saw Thania who i hadn't seen for ages. Got a book on mantra meditation. A nice walk from Tottenham Court Road to Elephant via a Waterloo Bridge Sunset. Bought a chip shop cod for dinner.
Entered the murky world of nightclub promoting last night; where the promoters lack responsibility and pretend everything's alright the morning after. My jibe at 'what a fackin' Libertine' was removed within 15 mins; cutting edge leads to redemption..1-0 to Snakeblood. It's not my world now; i like the glamour but not the money is flash side; like the more holistic approach.
There was a group of us four friends from 2008; the bonhomie, and then it was spoiled by someone else and we'll never be in the same room again with him. One judgement leads to another and i have to safeguard the present; it's my compensation, severance. If one toes the line with the status quo and trepidation there's nowt that can be done about it. 'Let's bounce'; it's how you come back..bounce higher. There'll be a make-up test at a film studios soon. Not everyone thinks i'm good looking but hey ho. It's who you leave behind. Demons are turned into sources of energy and light. Things are in place to go a long, long way. Parents get jealous of the partners their kids like; but people have to plough through that effortlessly.
Going to help out at FoodCycle's newly launched project Friday Feast; looking forward to doing this outreach work with young people as i partly go into the sunset. There's some people at the temple that merely come in the promise of food without any spiritual giveback; 'can i have some drinks, more dhal?' Fuck off.

Good sleep Sat night, Sun night not so good. Went to Zeitgeist yesterday afternoon; Christina, Robin, Martin and Geoff. Had Kostritzer and Krombacher. A pleasant walk from Vauxhall to Clapham.
Sat morning back on the coach from Derby; a chap i'd met at the bus station there and i went to Spoons in Victoria station. Some Polish fella there had a pint 8am and finished within 10 mins. Kernel early opening; for the nightshifters..we shift the night.
On time for FoodCycle. Gave some hopefully incisive comments to the attending World Service interviewer. The front of house serving went fine. There was some leftover organic food including Rizotto. Celia and myself hung out, then i went townbound for Craft. The Old Sergeant was going for the world BBQ record which was at 30 hrs and i was tempted to drop in. Did get a Borisbus no 11 from Kings Rd-Aldwych.
Craft would've been too busy on Fri. Jackie, David provided sterling company. Afterwards went to the Hare Krishna temple near Soho Square for some reflection. Met an old friend there and we went to a do at a secret location; i dropped in for an hr and a bit having experienced a chill, mixed vibe in a safe environment.

Fri morning productive. When i was in Derby in the afternoon had a buffet at Jimmy's World Grill; a plethora including sushi, chicken fricassee, veg, yummy ice cream, jelly, choc fondue, fruit. Sat in a graveyard in Nottingham Road; felt positive for doing so. Then met up with Andrew, Gillian. Chip barm later. Uber friendliness in Derby.

May go to Libertine tonight.

The Beeb are coming where i'm working Sat so can't be wrecked from the brewery.
Costco later today.
In life you got to have learning environments where you enjoy it.
O rainy day.

Was in Purley; good to do a new Spoons, in Purley Cross. The place next to the hospital was the epitome of high street sterility and we voted with our feet; The Hope, Carshalton always nice.
Yesterday saw the Paul O Grady show in the London Studios; formerly London Weekend Television from 1968-2004.Steve Pemberton's cool. It was a catchup with some i hadn't seen in a while.
Sunday was quiet.