It’s been a busy time these last few weeks. Finished the Museum of Curiosity, which is going out now and what a lark that was. The WSPA benefit at the Hammersmith Apollo ended with my 4 year old son booting Robin Ince up the arse as he danced in a bear suit for the amusement of many people, not least myself.
The Helper Wormes have been most obliging and have woven a new, static site to go alongside the twiddly one. For those of you without Flash, or if your diary is so busy you can’t bear to wait, you can get at the stuff quicker.
Been at a radio recording for The Ragged Trouserd Philanthropists all week, something which Johnny Vegas has organised and asked me to do, and I was glad to oblige. During which , me and Kevin The Actor Eldon nipped into the Toxick Caverne of Woe, the West End to be photographed wearing huge orange pants bearing the slogan Fair Trial My Arse, to keep up the pressure on the gov. about the poor sods still banged up in Guantanamo without trial. Clive Stafford-Smith of Reprieve was accused of trying to smuggle pants into the inmates – don’t know exactly what they thought, whether these were laser pants , or special inflatable pants they could swim away on. The thing was hosted by the lovely people at LUSH so much love and respect to the alluring soap-bomb wranglers.
Also did a photo shoot for the forthcoming doco I made about Stonehenge for The History Channel. They had me got up in a load of hippy gear leaping about in a disused car-factory in Ladbroke Grove, which is probably what I would have been doing on a day-off anyway.
Could also be doing Tinselworm Part 2 in the West End of London this Autumn, as well as sorting out the OZ and NZ dates.. all go, no rest for the bearded. Onward onward I say. BB