Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

Sick of the cloying taste of your nasty Talaricos? Of course you are, we all are, and that's why we're turning to Here & Now for a well-needed palate cleanser. Sharp-eyed readers might even notice the scene in the above infographic. Hey, we all got out alive, here's the band: 

Such rock 'n roll, best seen from the Westbourne Park Bowl (? I think it's a skate park now), which ferociously dates me. Kyrie Eleison. Speaking of which, I once asked an Old Contender about Hawkwind, in or around that same bowl.

He replied, "I didn't know where the sound check began and ended." Yes, we are all anarcho-monarchists now.

Millwall Forever,

LSP

What You See Is What You Are

 

That in mind, we see it, but is what we see really who we are? Have a look, here's the coronated Dem contender:

No one voted for her in the Dem primaries because she was so hated, stupid, and hated. Will you vote for this total unelected fraud in November? Or will you even bother to vote at all? I will, just for kix.

But your call, no "rule,"

LSP

South London Pikers

South London Pike

I used to live in South London, a very, very, very long time ago, in what the English romantically call a "Tower Block", in a place not so far from Peckham. Hipsters live in Peckham now, strangely. Regardless, last week I overcame the psychic barrier that is the Thames and travelled South of the River to Lewisham.

Looking South

Before I knew it I'd RV'd with some old friends, climbed into a "motor" and was speeding(ish) towards Catford. We stopped on the edge of a tranquil pond as the sun was setting and the fish were starting to jump; country life, right there in the metroplex. Beautiful; a couple of rods later and we were casting for Pike and they were striking -- on my friend's lure anyway.

R with Pike

Thanks, R, for the rod and reel action.

Fish on.

LSP