Books read (16-23)
Judge Dredd: The Dark Judges, John Wagner (1980-85, 2013) (World Book Night)
British Summertime, Paul Cornell (2012)
Orbitsville, Bob Shaw (1975)
Burn This Book, ed. Toni Morrison (1975-2009, 2009)
Ship of Strangers, Bob Shaw (1978)
Miners In The Sky, Murray Leinster (1967)
Excession, Iain M. Banks (1996)
The Invisible Man, H.G. Wells (1897)
Films watched (44-50) 5 at the cinema, 1 DVD, 1 streamed
Bicycle Thieves
I'm So Excited
Evil Dead (remake)
Dark Habits
The Terminator (rewatch)
Robocop (not a rewatch! Never seen it before!)
Inception (rewatch)
Gigs, comedy, clubs etc (12-12)
Michaelangelo: Drawing Blood (theatre, Mumford, Cambridge)
Still no gigs!
Books incoming 0 (read 13/17)
Other than a couple of text books which I do not count for this list. With the 8 read I've made a proper dent in the unread bookshelves this month.
Good: British Summertime, Excession, Robocop.
Weird: Michaelangelo, which turned out to be interpretative dance, and I still had quite a cough, and spent the hours in the theatrically-fogged room trying not to choke while people pulled red sparkly intestines out of naked men.
Judge Dredd: The Dark Judges, John Wagner (1980-85, 2013) (World Book Night)
British Summertime, Paul Cornell (2012)
Orbitsville, Bob Shaw (1975)
Burn This Book, ed. Toni Morrison (1975-2009, 2009)
Ship of Strangers, Bob Shaw (1978)
Miners In The Sky, Murray Leinster (1967)
Excession, Iain M. Banks (1996)
The Invisible Man, H.G. Wells (1897)
Films watched (44-50) 5 at the cinema, 1 DVD, 1 streamed
Bicycle Thieves
I'm So Excited
Evil Dead (remake)
Dark Habits
The Terminator (rewatch)
Robocop (not a rewatch! Never seen it before!)
Inception (rewatch)
Gigs, comedy, clubs etc (12-12)
Michaelangelo: Drawing Blood (theatre, Mumford, Cambridge)
Still no gigs!
Books incoming 0 (read 13/17)
Other than a couple of text books which I do not count for this list. With the 8 read I've made a proper dent in the unread bookshelves this month.
Good: British Summertime, Excession, Robocop.
Weird: Michaelangelo, which turned out to be interpretative dance, and I still had quite a cough, and spent the hours in the theatrically-fogged room trying not to choke while people pulled red sparkly intestines out of naked men.
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