Saw an excellent production of The Hobbit at the Bristol Hippodrome. A clever set, some ferocious pyrotechnics, some dancing and a really camp Elvenking. The audience was roughly 50/50 children and adults, and some of the kids had some trouble in following the action it seems - especially with the pace they rattled through things. The plot stayed close to the book in almost all respects. Can't get used to beardless dwarves however. Expensive seats, but well worth it.
I've had a home on the web for more years than I care to remember, and a few kind souls persuade me it's worth persisting with keeping it updated. This current incarnation of the site is centred around the blog posts which began back in 1999 as 'the daylog' and continued through my travels and tribulations during the following years.
I don't get out and about nearly as much these days, but I do try to record significant events and trips for posterity. You may also have arrived here by following the trail to my former music blog Songs Heard On Fast Trains. That content is preserved here too.