Sunday, 30 March 2008

Comedy On The Common

This evening, I went to the second Comedy On The Common event and can say that it was utterly brilliant.

The rugby pavilion lacks Puginesque charm, but accommodates around 100 and I thought this is a really nice size for stand-up. Actually, I can envisage this venue for jazz gigs and other similar intimate entertainments - note to venue manager.

The M.C. was hilarious, as were the three acts. There wasn't any low point in terms of the comedy and for seven English pounds, it was fantastic value for money.

The bar keeps a limited choice of refreshment, but that's not a problem. This is my only criticism and I really am struggling to look for a negative as I know that I've come for comedy, not a wine tasting session.

The Comedy On The Common will be a monthly event and the organisers have really got it right. The only danger I see is if/when the event gets too popular and I'm unable to get a ticket. This is a great local evening out and the good folk of The Shire should be proud of it.

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Friday, 28 March 2008

New Brand Identity

My research and development team and marketing strategists having been working through the night on statistics, qualitative data and time and motion studies about our LOVELY LISTENERS. This has lead to a £15 million pound rebranding exercise of Plumsteadshire.

It has been noted that Plumstead Common and its' environs, are the most crime ridden, dangerous and down-right bilious of places to live. Murderers leap out of sewers at every street corner and shops are looted so often that the Brixton Riots seem like a typical Sunday afternoon in Frinton on Sea. This is according to one or maybe two 'anonymous' contributor(s).

So, to fulfill equalities requirements and serve these minorities, I have to trial a new tagline for Plumsteadshire. Changing from 'It's All For The Best In This Best Of All Possible Worlds' to 'It's All Crap'. Fortunately, I won't need to redesign the logo to look like a horrible Tiswas rip-off.

Wednesday, 26 March 2008


I took a photo of witch's knickers in The Shire.

I'll post a pic when I get time to.


Recycling is very much down to personal responsibility, as is everything else if we're going to be a part of society. We'll do our bit and Greenwich Council will do their bit.

I can't fault the council's recycling and refuse services. I find washing and drying tin cans, yogurt pots, cartons etc a bit of a chore, but hey, there are 24 hours in the day. I just tell myself that it's all for the greater good.

The recycling centre opposite the PCR Co Op has been (quite literally), a tip. Like other LOVELY LISTENERS, I too have seen people rummaging for clothes and electrical goods, but for the anti-Plumstead brigade, I'll have to burst your bubble of melancholic woe and say that this happens in other boroughs too. Gadzooks!!!!! I know it's hard to believe that other places are as tawdry and bilious as Plumstead, but hey, I take personal responsibility and do my bit to improve things.

Saturday, 22 March 2008

petition against cars

Not petitioning against cars in general. I think I may have mentioned this online petition before. If so, then here goes again.

Sign here to rid the Common of illegally sold cars.

Don't know how it works, but I'm sure it's a bit more involved than signing and all will be jolly and gay. Well, we gotta start somewhere don't we?

Thursday, 20 March 2008

A couple of quickies

1) The next comedy night at the Plumstead Common rugby pavilion (Plumsteadshire's entry for next year's Stirling architecture prize), is at 7:00pm on Sunday 30th March 2008AD. I don't know who's on the line up, but it's an entertaining local night out which doesn't involve a bag and a bottle of Tippex, so that can't be bad eh?

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2) Speaking of Tippex and bag, as one lovely listener pointed out, we can look forward to more tasteless tat from the man who brought us The Ship. You may have seen the no expense spared poster in the window of The Ship proclaiming 'Ship II Opening Soon'. I can barely hold myself back. Where oh where can I go for more glaring blue neon, bouncers on doors as if Busta is expecting Brad and Angelina to pop in for a swift half, and an environment so out of touch with the conservation area that is Plumstead Common?

3) My man in Havana informs me that a reporter from a local newspaper could be writing a little piece on the continuing sale of cars on The Common. This could also involve a photoshoot. If any lovely listeners are interested in being in the shoot, then speak up now. Click on 'comments' and say if you're in. Remember, many hands make light work, or something like that.

4) Every time I visit the shops at The Slade, I look at the Wittgenstein's Grocers signage and think of how beautiful that parade of shops could be. The butcher's signage is also a commendably classy number. Wouldn't it be great if Greenwich Council would fund a scheme for these shops to improve and unify their facades? Gorgeous painted signs for all.

5) And wouldn't it be great if Greenwich Council would fund a scheme to improve the children's play area adjacent to the Slade shops? The fencing and rides do look like they've been stolen from a Kazakh municipal park.

6) The general public seem to be very quiet and well behaved considering the cost of petrol & diesel is rising by the week. It wasn't long ago when I remember paying 75p per litre of unleaded. How high does it need to be before the motorist is going to take action? £1.50 per litre? £2.00?

Sunday, 2 March 2008

Nice signage

In refurbishing the shop which used to be the Slade video shop, they've uncovered a splendid piece of shop signage. It's something like Winkelmann's Grøcers. Actually, it's nothing like that, but I'm trying to embroider a colourful past for Plumsteadshire.

I hope they decide to keep it on show, even if it could be very confusing to passing trade. Given that the shop looks like it's going to be an opticians, having a grocer's sign could be interesting. People walking round in circles, peering up, rubbing their eyes and squinting. Looking around, shaking their heads and asking the kids drinking Diamond White where's Four Eyes?

It's a recipe for disaster.