The whole thing has blown up today in a very ugly fashion in an investigative piece in the Observer.
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I was just reading that, itās quite wild.
Iāve just put a cake in the oven. I plan to sit down with the article while Iām keeping an eye on it.
Well it now seems that maybe it is, after all ā¦
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Reckon I could have crammed in the word āinā a few more times into that sentence.
Wouldnāt be the first.
A Million Little Pieces was originally marketed as autobiographical, and a film was made.
The author later admitted that a lot of it was fabricared
Murderbot on appletv, it seems v similar to the resident alien series which I also liked, a few episodes in and my wife hates it but Iām bingeing through regardless
Very dry humour, loving it
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Hel stuck this on last night and we made our way through the first three Eps.
I suspect that for Hel, watching Owen Wilson purse his lips was the draw rather than the golfing action.
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I canāt wait to watch it. Visitors here right now who havenāt seen the first two seasons, so need to wait till theyāve gone before we can get to it.
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Just got in from this
Simple story. At times bleak. At others beautiful. Pretty blood-soaked. Might put you off running away with the circus.
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Live aid on bbc2
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God it makes me feel old. Remember watching in a shared house I lived in with the sound via Radio 1 FM through my hifi and picture on what I guess was a 28inch TV. Really loud though as neighbours complained. 
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Remember thinking why are these old gits status quo on. They were only mid 30s
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Literally last day of school. Listen to some racist old fart telling rape jokes, sorry, making a speech, rush back to the boarding house and watch what you could, go and watch Smithers minor get the Maharajahās prize for ancient Greek, back to the house etc.
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Is Midge expecting a rain shower.
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Didnāt see the start, was in London, off my face, on the banks of the Serpentine with Andrew Preview and the LSO doing Handelās Water Music then Music for Fireworks with integrated fireworks. Then back to a mateās flat in Croydon for the rest of the night.
Lots of booze lots of drugs, donāt remember many of the performances,
In fact my musical memories are probably from seeing repeats over the years
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40 years is rather mind bending. I went to Live Aid with my parents my Dad was running about working and to be honest I selfishly wasnāt really bothered about being there initially - It was hot, crammed and a bunch of bands I didnāt likeā¦ Or so I thought. Over the course of the day a few things happend 1) The plight of struggling Ethiopians registered 2) There was a communal atmosphere that also felt free and āsharedā somehow 3) I cried at McCartney doing Let it be. 4) I remember Freddie taking to the stage and there being a collective shift of energy - Canāt describe this but It felt special in the moment and 40 years later Iāve never experienced āthatā, at that level again.
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Despite still being at primary school you must have felt some degree of privilege. Iād be dining out on it still if Iād been.
As it was I remember listening to the early part of it on the radio as C and I drove over to Wheathampstead for my first meeting with my future parents-in-law. Nervous ? Not really (nor need I have been).
I canāt work out now how Live Aid fitted in with this weekend because another part of me remembers watching it all. Best I can come up with is that I must already have owned a VCR (Iād have been the type) and have set it to tape the later āmore interestingā parts of the gig. I distinctly remember watching Queen though.
C had set up the get-together on what she called āneutral territoryā despite the Herts hosts being among her parentsā best mates. I have to say it went well though. There was just a slight tension we couldnāt explain, and this rose a little when Cās mum and dad seemed unduly keen to get back on the road to Northumberland on the Sunday.
A week later we discovered that a few days before Cās mum had found a lump in her breast and she had an urgent biopsy appointment for the Monday morning. Sheād told Cās dad but no-one else and had brave-faced her way through the whole weekend when she must have been under terrible stress. She only told us when the result (good news - it was not a tumour) came through. I later learned that there was a lot of ālike mother, like daughterā going on there ā¦
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Live Aid.
A little emotional. Was a big thing for me aged 12.
The first and best. Always.
Yes, I would have been just leaving. Curiously the precise age of FOL1 now. Sadly, I had no sense of privilege ā my Dad was in the industry, so I was at or around concerts a lot of the time (often stroppily!). It just felt normal.
My personal taste at the time was hip hop, which wasnāt represented at Live Aid, so I didnāt see any of the lineup as particularly ācoolā going into the experience.
I see things in the rear view mirror somewhat differently now.
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