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The weather is lovely: all sunny with crisp air. I went shopping for Christmas presents today and am almost finished buying for the Danish side of the family. Almost. On my way home from town, I met up with Other Half and we went for a walk through autumnal woodlands.

And we saw this little cutie just a three-minute walk away from Dumbarton Road, one of the busiest roads in our part of town:

Into Temptation

Some nights it just happens. I fall into the depths of YouTube and I flutter between this and that .. and end up with a bonafide Finn-vaganza.

I started off with Wherever You Are, a solo offering from a 2000-2001 webcast series. Things went a bit hardcore with my favourite Finn song: Suffer Never with Johnny Marr (The Smiths), Sebastian Steinberg (Soul Coughing) and Ed O’Brien & Phil Selway (Radiohead) as backing band. It was followed by Fall At Your Feet (studio version) – the song that made me buy my first Finn album. Then.. oh, obscurity: Don McGlashan of Mutton Birds performing Anchor Me with Neil Finn as backing vocalist. Less obscure, but certainly obscure enough, Finn Brothers performing Only Talking Sense on BBC’s Later (I have an ace version of this song with Grant Lee Phillips doing harmonies, guh). And..

You get the picture.

And finally, “Distant Sun”. The perfect pop song. The song that launched a thousand friendships based upon a shared love of the line I don’t pretend to know what you want / But I offer love. The song that can still stop me in my tracks. This version was filmed at Crowded House’s farewell concert in Sydney, 1996: around 2.11 the song just begins to hit me hard and I’m lost by the 2.35 mark. By the time the ad-libbing begins, I’m either snivelling into my tea, bobbing my head or dancing about (usually all three). It’s not a perfect version but it’s such a charged rendition.

Is it my favourite Finn song? No, as I said above, that honour goes to the deliciously dark “Suffer Never”. Is it my favourite Crowded House song? Maybe, although I could say the same of In The Lowlands, Nails In My Feet (one of the rare studio recordings that’s better than any live version) or Whispers and Moans. And then there are Four Seasons In One Day and Don’t Dream It’s Over, both classics in their own right. Don’t get me started on pre-CH Finn songs or Tim Finn’s solo stuff (Persuasion, omg! Twinkle! Why isn’t there a YouTube version of the amazing Roadtrip?!).

But Distant Sun is my lodestone. It’s my song. *reloads*

Distant Sun

My love affair with Glasgow continues.

Glasgow Botanic Gardens (a ten minute walk away from Casa Bookish).

And you get squirrels in the Botanics! They’ll throw stuff after you if they feel you’re trespassing into their territory. Violent little beasties.

You also get a host of birds. This little guy sat on top of one of the greenhouses and was so busy screeching that he didn’t notice me thrusting a camera in his face. Or perhaps I’m just not very threatening.

And, yes, it really is autumn. All those gorgeous hues and light rain and brisk wind.. Mmmm.

Tonight we’ll have our second helping of David’s homemade chilli-tomato soup and I have a pumpkin on the kitchen counter just waiting to be made into delicious pumpkin soup and a hearty pumpkin pie. Man, I just love this season and Glasgow’s one of the best places to be during autumn.

PS. I’m also eyeing some pumpkin coloured alpaca yarn but I think I’ve talked myself out of buying it. After all, why would I want to look like a giant, fuzzy orange blob?

Needle & the Damage Done

Honestly? I have never been interested in cross-stitching and my very few attempts at stitching ended badly. These cross-stitch versions of Banksy’s street art might just tempt me into picking up a needle and the thread, though.

The site is in Swedish, but all you need to know is that “ladda hem” means download and “gratis” means free. Yes, they offer free downloads of Banksy cross-stitch patterns. You can also grab skulls, feminist symbols and ’80s Michael Jackson patterns.

Oh. Em. Gee.

This t-shirt WILL be mine.

In August 2000 I spent an entire day in Te Awamutu – I even have a picture of myself posing with a sign saying Te Awamutu – and it’s a small, small North island town in New Zealand. It only has two things going for it: its rose gardens and some people who left.


And two hours after having written about wanting one, my partner brings home a 1950s sewing machine. We need to buy needles and some spools, but otherwise it appears to be in top condition.


Webs We Weave


How badly do I want this uppercase scarf? Pretty badly, I tell you. The scarf led me on a typographic journey of the net which yielded new interesting sites: the & Blog, Bembo’s Zoo which is seriously cool, FontStruct which lets you design your own (very basic) typefaces, and, er, The Swedish Furniture Name Generator.

Hey, I can’t be all arty and intellectual all the time!

How about A.S. Byatt on textiles, textures and texts, then? It marries all my loves: books, texts, literary theory and, ahem, yarn.

Sleeping Beauty pricks her finger on a spindle, the Lady of Shalott is entwined in thread, Silas Marner is enclosed in his loom – why have spinning and sewing so often been associated with danger and isolation? (..) We think of our lives – and of stories – as spun threads, extended and knitted or interwoven with others into the fabric of communities, or history, or texts.

Dr Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog Teaser

Just sneaking this one in: the teaser trailer for Doctor Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog. And if you are thinking Bzuh?! (which is admittedly very likely), here’s an explanation:

During the WGA strike [‘Buffy’ and ‘Firefly’ creator] Joss Whedon started writing a three part musical series for the internet. Each of the three episodes will be approximately ten minutes each. (..) “It’s the story of a low-rent super-villain, the hero who keeps beating him up, and the cute girl from the laundromat he’s too shy to talk to.” says Whedon. “Doctor Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog” will star Neil Patrick Harris as Dr. Horrible, Nathan Fillion as Captain Hammer, Felicia Day as Penny and a cast of dozens.”

General awesomeness, in other words.

Brain Bling

How good are you at recognising fonts? I got a measly 24 right out of 34. At least I still know my Helvetica from my Arial. It’s all in the curves, baby.

I have actually been watching quite a bit of TV lately. BBC4 is having a rather funky Medieval Season, so I’ve been lapping up programmes on Thomas Aquinas, Abelard and the aformentioned Stephen Fry & the Gutenberg Press (which was pr0ntastic, incidentally). I get to flap my arms around excitedly and repeatably which is really nice. TV, I forgive you your multitude of sins when you indulge me like this.

Finally, I’d like to thank everybody who asked for my mother. She was discharged from hospital on Tuesday and is back home again. It is a relief.

The Chalets – Feel the Machine

Still one of the best singles of the Noughties (and I love the video too).