Blogroll
- A book you might like This is a book you or someone you know might like.
- Bat, Bean, Beam Everyone links to Giovanni Tiso’s blog but I don’t care. It’s too good.
- Elliot Scribblings Londoner Elliot Elam sketches people on public transport.
- Five Dials Five Dials is free online magazine edited by Craig Taylor, who seems to be a genius. In Five Dials no. 32 you can read a piece I wrote about Katherine Mansfield’s birthplace.
- I Like Boring Things Some words that James Ward has written about different things. He is also in charge of the Stationery Club, The London Twirls Project, and the Boring Conference.
- Isinglass Martin Edmond’s wonderful blog.
- Let Me Be Frank Sarah Laing’s compulsively readable cartoony blog on reading, writing, parenting, angsting.
- Oliver Burkeman My favourite writer on self-help. He really hates “The Secret”.
- The Animalarium This blog gladdens the heart. Celebrates animals (worldly and otherworldly) in illustration and design.
- The London Review of Breakfasts Dinner parties are mere formalities; but you invite a man to breakfast because you want to see him. (On the LRB, I have reviewed as Egg Miliband.)
- The Red Room This is (poet and great brain) Sarah-Jane Barnett’s fantastic blog on NZ poetry.
- The Subversive Copyeditor Carol Fisher Saller is my editing hero.
- These Rough Notes I work as an editor at Victoria University Press, and this is our blog.
- Twitter Poetry Night I run this project where you can listen to people on Twitter reading poems.
I’m on Twitter sometimes
- Washing machines that get slightly unbalanced because of a towel or something and cause a big stupid scene about it – first against the wall 45 minutes ago
- RT @eileencurtright: Maybe all that's wrong with your novel is that nobody falls without warning into a pit 1 day ago
- A totally bizarre and brilliant long read about Gef the talking mongoose. Settle in lrb.co.uk/v39/n15/bee-wi… 2 days ago
- IDEA: the Tour de Thanks. Winner is the one who says ‘thanks’ the most over a 23-day period without collapsing from exhaustion at any stage 3 days ago
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Category Archives: bicycles
The Tri-Suit
Today I bought a tri-suit. A tri-suit is a versatile garment that you can wear to swim, bike, and run without having to get changed in between. To make these seamless transitions possible, the tri-suit has to be sleek and all-encasing. That makes it … Continue reading
Posted in bicycles, books, Clothes, Uncategorized
Tagged Frog and Toad, tri-suit, triathlon
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Bicycle diary
The gross and net result of it is that people who spent most of their natural lives riding iron bicycles over the rocky roadsteads of this parish get their personalities mixed up with the personalities of their bicycle as … Continue reading
Five rides
1. The blogger Whale Oil calls cyclists ‘road maggots’. I can’t help but find this quite funny. Sometimes I think about it when I’m riding along. Does this analogy make cars blowflies? 2. On Friday, the day before Anzac Day, … Continue reading
On breathing noisily, when puffed
I have decided to begin breathing noisily again when I am puffed, rather than trying to conceal the breathing. In the past, I must have decided that breathing noisily when puffed was a sign of weakness, and that anyone who noticed … Continue reading
Posted in bicycles, Working
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A bike ride with James Brown
I’ve been a big fan of James Brown’s poems for a long time. The first poem of his I read was ‘Loneliness’, in 2001. It’s probably still his most well known poem, all these years later. I wonder if James is … Continue reading
On riding into things
Last week I rode into a swarm of bees. I realised I was going to ride into them a fraction of a second too late. The bees were coming out of a tree growing on the side of the road. … Continue reading
Posted in bicycles, Recklessness
Tagged bees, bicycle, Casey Neistat, Miramar Peninsula, Wellington
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The unseen ass
To this day, I’ve haven’t thought of a decent comeback. I will never have one. I don’t believe anyone really has one. It’s because there is nothing to say. There’s just nowhere intelligent to go, maybe because I don’t disagree … Continue reading
Posted in bicycles, Memory, Recklessness
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