Please Help Stop This Crazy #ThreeStrikes Bill
Please write to the Lords about the Digital Economy Bill, todayJim Killock, 01 December 2009 Tomorrow, the Digital Economy Bill is debated by the Lords in its Second Reading. This is the first serious discussion of the contents of the Bill: so we need to make sure the Lords know that this Bill is currently going to be a disaster for justice and the digital economy. Only Lords that speak tomorrow will, by convention, take part in the crucial committee stage of the Bill, where we can expect the Lords to make serious changes to the

Beauty Walks A Razor's Edge
Recently, I've been spending time going through dusty boxes and transferring to my hard drive demo and rehearsal tapes of my old bands. Such was the lack of

No Onions, But Plenty Of Fireworks With Bier
Last night, eight of us from Enfield Clubhouse went to Alexandra Palace to see London's largest and most popular fireworks display. Below are some photos and a video I took. The fireworks were pretty and spectacular - worth seeing, if you like that kind of thing!After the fireworks, we climbed u

Revealed: The Truth Behind Unexpected Visitations
I posted yesterday about a visitor to my home - a golden Autumn leaf specked with raindrops - and took some nice photos of it. I connected it to some reminiscences I'd had about a crying boy in my childhood.During this time, I also had to reset the time and date on my camera to 1:11pm on 1/11 (or 11/1).Since then, I've had two more visitors - a

Autumn Arrives And Leaves: A Tale Of Long Lost Hurt And Forgiveness
Yesterday, I took some photos of the golden Autumn leaves outside my window. This morning, it was miserable weather, rain and wind, and there were more leaves than ever before on the ground as well as swirling around. Overnight, the leaves seem to have become even richer in colour (or is that just me messing around with Picasa?).Anyway, last week I was talking with a friend about childhood and I suddenly remembered a birthday party I had when I was maybe eight or nine years old. I couldn't remember much, except that I was upset that another boy at the party had somehow "stolen the show". I've never been one for celebrating my own birthday since. My friend suggested I try to forg