The Prime Minister of Mirth

This is George Robey, a music hall performer who was billed as the Prime Minister of Mirth. Robey wasn't his real surname. He took his stage-name from a Birmingham company called Roby. It got misprinted and he liked the mistake so much that he kept it.

Mornington Crescent

This tremendous photo was taken by my friend Asher; many thanks to him for letting me put it up. I was very fond of these high-rises when I used to live in London. What am I saying? I'm still very fond of them. I particularly like the fact that they are colour-coded in primary colours. Also, they're sufficiently tall that you can catch sight of them from all kinds of unlikely places. I like the pigeons too, even though they're being so sinister. And I'm a sucker for the red-brown glaze of the tube station, whose centenary you might like to celebrate on 22 June. But who is it a statue of? I ought to head along to londonstatuarylog.co.uk and find out ...

the day we ate Rousseau

It was, I think, Sunday 10th December. Last year.