#43 OUT ON THE RAINY, WINDY MOORS

Welcome to LEJoG Day 43, Mr Lockwood Day 43 pre-amble Let’s play charades. It’s a book. And a song. And indeed a film. First word… yeah, skip that. Second word, one syllable. Rhymes with bites, frights, tights, flights and quite a few other things. Yes, I’d be disappointed if Lionel or Una couldn’t get “Wuthering […]

#23 “….AND WELCOME TO THE LATEST EPISODE…”

…of 50FootHead Chart Music. Or, in full: [very broad Nottingham accent] “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYUP YOU POP-CRAZED YOUNGSTERS, and welcome to the latest episode of Chart Music.” The man with the accent is Al Needham, who is interviewed about the podcast here. The collective of former Melody Maker journalists is (in order of appearance) David Stubbs, Sarah Bee, Taylor […]

#21 IT WAS TWENTY-FIVE YEARS AGO TODAY

Welcome to LEJoG Day 21, and a silver anniversary Day 21 pre-amble Nothing to do with Sgt Pepper teaching a band how to play, five years too early. No, just that I fiddled this weekend to ensure that the day I woke up in Glastonbury was exactly 25 years after my arrival at the festival […]

#15 LONG HOT SATURDAY

Welcome to LEJoG Day 15 Day 15 pre-amble It’s Wellerworld, not me, that describes this header image as “one for the ladies” (I tend to find that phrase a bit ’70s). In fact, as I was to learn from My Listening Pleasure on Day 36, this video was actually regarded by some as homo-erotic. The Style Council are here […]

#12 THE QUAY, THE SECRET (VIA THE POINT)

You are invited to LEJoG Day 12… bring the Europop Day 12 pre-amble You know, when I set out on this walk and later decided to blog about it, I never imagined that Urban Cookie Collective would play any role at all. Yet here I am casually invoking their enormous 1993 hit, which – being […]

#8 APRES LE DELUGE, MOI… SUR MON CUL

Welcome to LEJoG Day 8 (and Year 2!) Day 8 pre-amble Some years ago I was best man at a wedding. The groom and I have a number of long-standing in-jokes. One of them relates to my superhuman ability to find a puddle and slip in it. I think it goes back to me falling […]

#3 THE SEA, THE SEA LIONS

First of all, another disclaimer for literary readers: I have invoked the title of Iris Murdoch’s Booker-winning 1978 novel purely because it’s quite catchy, the sea was a near-constant companion for 18 miles, and this stretch was also highlighted by the South West Coast Path guidebook as an ideal location for spotting sea lions. I really […]