Sunday afternoon. Work done for the day. It’s all gone south.
More tomorrow.
Tell Me It’s Real
I’ve been following Bridlington-based duo Seafret for a while now, and they’ve made it onto the blog on several (or more) occasions, so I was delighted to learn that they have finally sorted a release date for their debut album Tell Me It’s Real.
And that release date is 29th January 2016. Say Jack and Harry (for it is they):
Each song on the album expresses a different part of this amazing journey we’ve been on so far. From moving from our little town in Yorkshire to the big smoke, missing home and loved ones and meeting some amazing people on the way.
And that January release cunningly leaves them safely out of the extremely challenging running for the 2015 6000 miles… Album of the Year award (a-ha, Dry The River, Ludovico Einaudi et al.), while also putting them as early frontrunners for the 2016 version. Clever.
Listen to Sinking Ship – my favourite track – here, and/or enjoy widespread pre-orderage options are available on their website. Heads up: it’s R99.99 on SA iTunes – that’s less than half the £9.99 UK price.
Like a beagle with a beagle biscuit
The first Calvin and Hobbes cartoon was published thirty years ago this week. While any form of humour is notoriously subjective, the adventures of the young boy and his tiger have touched more than most. Here’s one of my favourites:
It’s like when you’ve got to medicate your beagle. Beagles are kind of stupid that way too. Sure, they don’t like having conjunctivitis (who does?), but then they don’t like having the drops put in their eyes either.
However, offer a beagle biscuit and they’ll follow you to the ends of the earth. Then you round on them like Judas “Eddie Jones” Iscariot-esque traitor that you are and put the drops in their eyes.
For the evening dose, pick up the bottle of eye drops, watch as the beagle turns to run away, wave a beagle biscuit, recapture beagle’s undivided love and attention, and repeat the morning’s application.
FIIL
OK, reading back that title sounds like some sort of terrorist organisation. Nothing could be further from the truth. It’s: Friday I’m In Love.
The kids both woke up in great moods this morning. Like every family, school mornings aren’t necessarily always the happiest or most relaxed times. Usually, there are no problems, but today was even better than that: everyone was happily bouncing around the house. Even the beagle was smiling.
There’s The Cure for that, and they joined us at breakfast via Youtube:
A little bastard mole even took advantage of this happy atmosphere to fall into the swimming pool and was duly relocated to somewhere a long way down the road, rather than being relocated to join the choir invisible.
I’m going all sentimental in my happiness, it seems.
So yes, enjoy your Friday, even if Saturday wait, and Sunday always comes too late.
You don’t even want to hear about the darkness forecast on Monday, and Tuesday and Wednesday are apparently going to be busy at the local cardiology department. So enjoy it while you can.
Choo Choo
I caught sight of this photo (appropriately enough) on a photo-sharing site.
I was immediately struck by it. Well, it’s a striking photo, isn’t it?
It depicts, apparently, a rather foggy Aarhus station in Denmark. (For those who are unsure exactly where Aarhus is, it’s usually to be found in the middle of Aarstreet*.) And the photographer in question seems to be one Michael Knudsen, more of whose work can be found here. But for me, nothing quite matches this.
* I shall continue to do this joke every time I mention Aarh… every time I mention that town.