An email:
You bloody well better have bought Scott Pilgrim as well as the excellent Phonogram. As Phonogram is a celebration of music geekery, Scott Pilgrim is a celebration of ALL geekery. Plus a romantic comedy and martial arts/punk rock adventure. P.S. Your diary is wonderfully written.
Thank you!
Phonogram author Keiron Gillen also writes, somewhat modestly:
You should have bought Scott Pilgrim. It would be the only sensible thing to do.
Oh all right, then. I’ll buy it after my birthday.
I share my birthday with the playwright Caryl Churchill, the TV presenter Fearne Cotton and the outbreak of World War 2. We always have a joint party. ‘Hullo Fearne. Hullo Caryl. Hullo, Outbreak of World War 2.’
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I’ve also been alerted to Gosh Comics’s email newsletter service, where they keep you in touch with what’s new in stock from the comfort of your Inbox. So that’s handy.
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Today – one of those days where things go a bit wrong. I get up too late, I miss a film screening (the new Cronenberg), it’s battering down with rain, I can’t think straight when reading and writing.
In the Assassin’s Cloak anthology of diaries, there’s this from August 23rd, 1956, by author Dawn Powell:
A motto: do it tomorrow; you’ve made enough mistakes today.
Which sums up my Aug 23rd in 2007.
However, I do manage to meet Shane MacG and Victoria Mary Clarke for late morning coffee in Highgate, then bump into Dale Cornish on Tottenham Court Road. Dale’s a lovely young man from the Kash Point scene, and was formerly in the band No Bra. Current band: Barraclough (I think that’s what he said it was called). We kiss hello. He has grown something of a beard since we last met, but it’s soft and downy rather than thick and bristly. A good kissing beard. He is off on holiday to Croatia, now something of a chic destination. The fashionable choice used to be Iceland, then Cuba, then Goa. Now it’s Slovenia, the freshly-detached Montenegro, and sunny Croatia.
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Read about an alleged graffito in the toilets of the Old Bailey:
I’m about to be tried by twelve people too stupid to get out of doing jury service.