<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651</id><updated>2010-03-12T12:50:22.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying All The Way To The Chip Shop</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/chipshop.html'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.londonlee.com/chipshop/atom.xml'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>364</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-2261258256850297314</id><published>2010-03-12T05:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T05:11:00.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for the weekend</title><summary type='text'>If you thought Tom Jones and Janis Joplin was a strange pairing check this one out, it's like watching some bizarro alternate universe where David Bowie is Tony Orlando. You might find your pleasure waning after a while though – it's long – so I suggest you switch to this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/2261258256850297314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=2261258256850297314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/2261258256850297314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/2261258256850297314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/03/something-for-weekend_12.html' title='Something for the weekend'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-8768780591373649989</id><published>2010-03-09T10:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:26:08.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Otherwise occupied</title><summary type='text'>Posting is going to be a little thin over the next few weeks as I'm focusing on something else at the moment which is taking all my rather limited spare time and brain power. In addition, Blogger are making some technical changes which might mean me moving this blog somewhere else soon so I have to look into that.I'll still put up the odd video and photo but don't expect much in the way of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/8768780591373649989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=8768780591373649989&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/8768780591373649989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/8768780591373649989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/03/otherwise-occupied.html' title='Otherwise occupied'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-6629876304783995502</id><published>2010-03-05T04:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T04:30:01.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for the weekend</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/6629876304783995502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=6629876304783995502&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/6629876304783995502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/6629876304783995502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/03/something-for-weekend.html' title='Something for the weekend'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-1662837745534755897</id><published>2010-03-03T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T11:26:06.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School</title><summary type='text'>I remember well how Michael Foot was vilified when he was leader of the Labour Party, how the smug, sneering Thatcherites mocked his shabby Worzel Gummidge appearance, his donkey jacket, how such a brilliant intellect wasn't cut out for the modern age of television politics with it's shallow soundbites and telegenic haircuts masquerading as human beings. But look around you today and the man </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/1662837745534755897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=1662837745534755897&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/1662837745534755897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/1662837745534755897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/03/old-school.html' title='Old School'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-2934683316936956327</id><published>2010-03-01T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T12:21:56.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Dip</title><summary type='text'>My daughter doesn't want to pick out any records for me at the moment, I think she's rumbled that I'm just exploiting her for cute pictures on my blog and refuses to play ball, so I've hired these two to choose the music in future.And what do you know, something else good that Phil Collins was involved in.Download: I Know What I Like (In Your Wardrobe) - Genesis (mp3)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/2934683316936956327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=2934683316936956327&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/2934683316936956327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/2934683316936956327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/03/lucky-dip.html' title='Lucky Dip'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-8416797845645121591</id><published>2010-02-26T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T05:00:02.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for the weekend</title><summary type='text'>The old blog needed this after Phil Collins.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/8416797845645121591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=8416797845645121591&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/8416797845645121591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/8416797845645121591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/02/something-for-weekend_26.html' title='Something for the weekend'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-6255037001519484996</id><published>2010-02-24T09:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T09:52:58.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Liking Phil Collins</title><summary type='text'>"Do you like Phil Collins? I've been a big Genesis fan ever since the release of their 1980 album, Duke. Before that, I really didn't understand any of their work. Too artsy, too intellectual. It was on Duke where Phil Collins' presence became more apparent. I think Invisible Touch was the group's undisputed masterpiece. It's an epic meditation on intangibility. At the same time, it deepens and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/6255037001519484996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=6255037001519484996&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/6255037001519484996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/6255037001519484996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/02/liking-phil-collins.html' title='Liking Phil Collins'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-5923166401548197267</id><published>2010-02-22T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T11:05:38.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling older every day</title><summary type='text'>This got to number one 20 years ago.Download: Killer (12" version) - Adamski (mp3)Well all know that Seal went on to fame and fortune and supermodels after singing on this, but what happened to Adamski?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/5923166401548197267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=5923166401548197267&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/5923166401548197267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/5923166401548197267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/02/feeling-older-every-day.html' title='Feeling older every day'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-5566583654582040583</id><published>2010-02-19T04:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T04:30:01.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for the weekend</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/5566583654582040583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=5566583654582040583&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/5566583654582040583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/5566583654582040583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/02/something-for-weekend_19.html' title='Something for the weekend'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-1337911637792198682</id><published>2010-02-17T06:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T06:50:00.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Post</title><summary type='text'>The caption for this picture says "House party — Chelsea, London UK circa 1952" but other than that I have no idea what is going on here. Just your typical arty Chelsea bohemians I guess, from the days when "bohemians" could afford to live in Chelsea.I went to some pretty wild parties when I was at art college but I think I always managed to keep my trousers on. Well, apart from that one time...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/1337911637792198682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=1337911637792198682&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/1337911637792198682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/1337911637792198682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/02/picture-post.html' title='Picture Post'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-8318692706657606778</id><published>2010-02-15T08:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T08:27:00.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice and easy does it</title><summary type='text'>After a tough couple of weeks at work this is the sort of thing I like to wind down with, a record of almost heart-stopping loveliness.Download: Love and Affection - Joan Armatrading (mp3)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/8318692706657606778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=8318692706657606778&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/8318692706657606778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/8318692706657606778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/02/nice-and-easy-does-it.html' title='Nice and easy does it'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-3363733016168505268</id><published>2010-02-12T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T05:00:05.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for the weekend</title><summary type='text'>I once saw Errol Brown coming out of the Gents in a nightclub and I think I was so surprised by how small he was I forgot to get down on my knees and give praise to him for incredible records like this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/3363733016168505268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=3363733016168505268&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/3363733016168505268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/3363733016168505268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/02/something-for-weekend_12.html' title='Something for the weekend'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-5215699658665048705</id><published>2010-02-08T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T08:30:01.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swamped</title><summary type='text'>Too busy at work to do anything here at the moment, talk amongst yourselves for while.And enjoy this fine tune of course.Download: Wat About Di Workin' Claas - Linton Kwesi Johnson (mp3)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/5215699658665048705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=5215699658665048705&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/5215699658665048705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/5215699658665048705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/02/swamped.html' title='Swamped'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-6674481235382936208</id><published>2010-02-05T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T05:00:00.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for the weekend</title><summary type='text'>I'm getting a major "leave me alone you dirty old man" vibe from those dollies that Jimmy Saville is trying to chat up. Especially the last one, she looks like he's making her skin crawl.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/6674481235382936208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=6674481235382936208&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/6674481235382936208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/6674481235382936208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/02/something-for-weekend.html' title='Something for the weekend'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-7195246116058690859</id><published>2010-01-31T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:47:15.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holden Caulfield, Indie Hero</title><summary type='text'>A little tribute to J.D. Salinger. For more on the Catcher In The Rye-indie pop nexus read this."I'm always saying "Glad to've met you" to somebody I'm not at all glad I met. If you want to stay alive, you have to say that stuff, though.""You can't ever find a place that's nice and peaceful, because there isn't any. You may think there is, but once you get there, when you're not looking, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/7195246116058690859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=7195246116058690859&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/7195246116058690859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/7195246116058690859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/01/holden-caulfield-indie-hero.html' title='Holden Caulfield, Indie Hero'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-7211559366809567159</id><published>2010-01-29T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T05:00:01.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for the weekend</title><summary type='text'>Speaking of scary things, this Public Information Film looks like it was made by Alfred Hitchcock.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/7211559366809567159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=7211559366809567159&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/7211559366809567159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/7211559366809567159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/01/something-for-weekend_29.html' title='Something for the weekend'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-4854431838154914355</id><published>2010-01-26T14:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T13:20:53.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Time I Felt Old</title><summary type='text'>It was 7:15 in the evening on Friday the 3rd of December, 1982. I know because I still have the ticket.I was at one the The Jam's farewell shows at Wembley Arena and even though I was only 20 myself at the time I felt like one of the oldest people there as the hall seemed to be full of 14-year-old boys wearing cheap Parkas that looked like their Mum had bought them in Millets. It was like being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/4854431838154914355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=4854431838154914355&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/4854431838154914355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/4854431838154914355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/01/first-time-i-felt-old.html' title='The First Time I Felt Old'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-62252731105339990</id><published>2010-01-25T05:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T05:04:00.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Junior Choice</title><summary type='text'>15 years from now she is going to be so glad that I took this picture, her street cred with her friends will go up by about a gazillion points. That is, if "the kids" give a shit about The Clash by then or even know who they are, though I'm sure there will be yet another punk revival at some point in the future.Download: Tommy Gun - The Clash (mp3)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/62252731105339990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=62252731105339990&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/62252731105339990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/62252731105339990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/01/junior-choice.html' title='Junior Choice'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-8551137525938478922</id><published>2010-01-19T10:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T10:14:33.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dreams of Children</title><summary type='text'>Childhood can be a bloody scary time of life and it doesn't take much to frighten the shit out of a kid. I'm sure I'm not the only one who woke up in the middle of the night and for one terrifying moment thought that a coat hanging on their bedroom door was a man standing in the room, not to mention all the creaks and squeaks a house can make at night that made you lie awake in bed convinced that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/8551137525938478922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=8551137525938478922&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/8551137525938478922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/8551137525938478922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/01/dreams-of-children.html' title='The Dreams of Children'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-2990414262124854400</id><published>2010-01-15T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T05:00:04.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for the weekend</title><summary type='text'>RIP Teddy. This record never fails to blow me away.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/2990414262124854400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=2990414262124854400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/2990414262124854400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/2990414262124854400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/01/something-for-weekend_15.html' title='Something for the weekend'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-3904308004230390020</id><published>2010-01-14T09:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T10:00:19.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Songs About Teachers and Explosives</title><summary type='text'>This old playground rhyme popped into my head the other day for some reasonHi Ho, Hi HoIt's off to school we goWith a bucket and spadeAnd a hand grenadeHi Ho, Hi HoWe used to sing that at my Primary School, along with this ditty Build a bonfire, build a bonfirePut the teachers up on the topPut Greenie* in the middleAnd burn the bloody lotNasty little buggers weren't we? Every school had songs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/3904308004230390020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=3904308004230390020&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/3904308004230390020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/3904308004230390020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/01/more-songs-about-teachers-and.html' title='More Songs About Teachers and Explosives'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-1317552725336933809</id><published>2010-01-11T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:15:17.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Post</title><summary type='text'>Download: The Punk and The Godfather - The Who (mp3)If they took this picture now Paul Weller would be the old man, but who would be the young turk standing next to him?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/1317552725336933809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=1317552725336933809&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/1317552725336933809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/1317552725336933809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/01/picture-post.html' title='Picture Post'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-354745555262965876</id><published>2010-01-08T05:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T05:39:00.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for the weekend</title><summary type='text'>Whether you're in America or the UK right now the chances are it's more than a bit brass monkeys and there's snow everywhere, so this might warm your cockles. There's also the astonishing sideburns of Ray Dorset to enjoy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/354745555262965876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=354745555262965876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/354745555262965876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/354745555262965876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/01/something-for-weekend.html' title='Something for the weekend'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-5516078400143801005</id><published>2010-01-06T09:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T09:40:39.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mother's Records</title><summary type='text'>Much as I like to big up my mother's love of Frank Sinatra as an example of her good taste in music she did have a few skeletons in her closet — or rather in the sideboard where she kept her records. For a few years she really had a thing for Rod Stewart, and unfortunately I don't mean the classic, Faces-era Rod either, she loved – I think even preferred — late 1970s, Britt Ekland-shagging, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/5516078400143801005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=5516078400143801005&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/5516078400143801005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/5516078400143801005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/01/my-mothers-records.html' title='My Mother&apos;s Records'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20347651.post-2237328888421370528</id><published>2010-01-04T10:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T11:15:03.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to all that, please</title><summary type='text'>I proposed to my wife at midnight on New Year's Eve, 1999 in New York City which I think was a suitably memorable and positive way the mark the start of a new decade* and millennium. We were having a party at the apartment of a friend of mine but couldn't see the Times Square fireworks from the roof of his building as we'd planned because it had been closed by the police, as had every other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/2237328888421370528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20347651&amp;postID=2237328888421370528&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/2237328888421370528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20347651/posts/default/2237328888421370528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.londonlee.com/2010/01/goodbye-to-all-that-please.html' title='Goodbye to all that, please'/><author><name>londonlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08431179744928331353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00181142110158602116'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry></feed>