Robotperson

Daddy: “You are Piper Pearson!”
Piper: “I am Piper Pearson. I am Piper ceiling. I am pirate Piper window!”

Taun-taun sleeping bag. And I thought they smelt bad on the outside…
The chartered institute of marketing have the worst logo I have ever seen. It’s a car crash: stomach churning but compelling. I can’t look away.
Album sleeves reimagined as classic Penguin book covers. There’s been a few these sorts of things around recently. A smattering […]

Lara asked me a couple of weeks ago what I wanted for Valentines day. “How about some peace?” I flippantly replied, not directed towards her but at the children, who were variously runny-nosed and petulant, runny bottomed and teething.
Today I find myself alone in an empty, quiet house. Lara is back at work (although […]

In the last week or so Ruby has just become large enough to hold my hand properly: palm to palm, instead of gripping on to a finger or two.
I don’t know why this feels so different from the finger grip, but it is. And it’s lovely.

Word.

I have to tell you: today whilst freestyling our way through Richard Scarrys Best Storybook Ever (“Ruby, what can you see?”), Roo pointed at the cute little android on the page and said “Robot!”.
I’m not sure where she picked it up from; certainly not from me. But my circuits were glowing with pride.
That’ll […]

This is worth a post in its own: TR2N (that’s Tron 2 - goik!) is on its way. Here’s a tiny, surreptitiously cellphone-cam bootlegged version of the trailer, although it looks more like a single preview sequence to me.
Tron is revered at Robotperson towers as anyone that has been admitted to the inner sanctum […]

Last Friday I left Detica, the consultancy where, for the past year, I’ve suckled at the corporate teat. Lara has always said that it’s possible to tell whether you’re going to like a job within the first week of being there. If I had trusted that instinct I would have been out a lot sooner.
My […]

“Did you hear that?”
“What?”
“That pop.”

It was 00.45, Friday night into Saturday morning, and I’d just settled into bed having cleaned out Joe and Viv at Joe’s poker night. My clattering had woken Lara and she’d taken the opportunity to visit the bathroom. Her trip must have triggered something, and when she got […]

Stef burned Oblivion with bells for me, the latest Underworld album. My first impressions are underwhelming.
It starts strongly, in a mellow, low tempo way, with Crocodile. This track has featured in at least one Essential Mix recently, and it stoked my expectations for the album. It segues smoothly into Beautiful Burnout, a blissful number. It’s […]