Whilst I was absentmindedly posting some letters at the end of my road ready for Tuesday's first collection, I saw the most wonderful new piece of street art. Right at the end of my street. Here it is...
I was told once that the best way to know a city is to get lost in it. I can't say if this is a universal truth but with my truly terrible sense of direction I've had plenty of chances to put it to the test. It was just this Monday that I made my favourite finding to date.
Two-piece The Midnight Barbers are loud. Self-assuredly, gleefully loud; the kind of sonic expansiveness that can bring a room of people to shocked attention.
Easter's traditionally a time for new life with lambs a'leaping and ducklings a'paddling down rivers and stuff. Already 2014 has been a great year for city zoos who've been welcoming new additions to some of the world's most loved and endangered species...
If I had thought like a gallery or set my aims like a gallery, I never would of even got out of bed in the first place. This project is born from passion not money. This is why I chose to go back to the old fairy tale and begin again, working for what I believe in - honest art with a meaning.
Northern Ireland needs to enter the British consciousness. We especially need the Irish diaspora, unionist and nationalist, to feed into the process. At present it's just a troublesome cousin. But we're more than that. We're not just a troublesome side issue.
On Sunday it's goodbye to the Oval, London, and hello to Montpellier, Languedoc, where Michael, my carpet dealer friend and I picked up a rental car and drove to Avignon.
We hear the stories of many fellow comrades who have fallen foul to that 'vampiric' institution of unpaid internships which appears to sap the elixir of life from aspirational go-getters. These people have watched The Devil Wears Prada one time too many. There's a whole corner of the internet dedicated to sharing these exaggerated cosmopolitan horror stories.
The evangelical movement has exploded across London with charismatic preachers offering their flock material success in this world as well as redemption in the next.
The Designs of the Year awards and exhibition at London's Design Museum offers plenty of food for thought for marketers.
Around the world 2.5 billion people have no access to a toilet, and 1,400 children die every single day as a result of unhygienic sanitation. These figures are as outrageous as they are shocking. But nobody wants to talk about it, because - well - it's just not very nice, is it?
Aggi is from Iceland, by the way, cooks in red trousers, has a fruity smile and looks just like Anders Behring Breivik. Which, when mixed with the fact that he shares a name with one of Britain's celebrity cleaning ladies, is an alarming combination. Still one should judge a plate of food not by the chef's trousers...
It's the London Marathon this Sunday. It's the best sporting event of the year and the only one where anyone - fat, thin, old, young, middle-aged, rich, poor, Peter Andre - can compete alongside the very best athletes in the world.
In this current economic climate many businesses throughout London and the rest of the UK are operating against very tight margins, meaning any proposals which could potentially disrupt or increase the cost of core services they rely upon on a day-to-day basis could have serious consequences.
On arrival at Kensal Green overground my much younger girlfriend (MYG) texts me a weblink to a pseudo-enlightening Telegraph piece. According to the article, Chamberlayne Road is now the "Hippest Street in Europe". Just what is it about this neighbourhood that attracts A-listers such as Jade Jagger and Daniel Craig to live there?
We're shifting our attention to how exercise in your earlier years may impact your thinking skills later in life. The evidence so far suggests that exercise may have a role to play at every stage of mental development and preservation - from young adulthood through to your elderly years.