Weeknotes #148: crooners, donors, and dystopian disco

Enjoyable week of music, theatre, volunteering pride, and small seasonal pleasures.

Week commencing Monday, 17 November 2025

Two performers in futuristic cyberpunk costumes at a dystopian bar set. One performer stands on an elevated platform wearing fishnet stockings, metallic blue accessories, and knee pads, whilst the other sits on the illuminated bar counter in similar edgy attire with protective gear. Behind them is a dark bar backdrop with neon yellow signage advertising signature cocktails, shelves displaying quirky figurines and glassware. The aesthetic combines industrial grunge with neon lighting in green and yellow tones.
Dystopian bar vibes: where fashion meets the future’s downfall.

Quantified Self

  • This week: Stand 6/7; Exercise 5/7 and Move 6/7. (81%). Morning walks: 0/3 (days in the office don’t count). Office days 2/5. Total steps: 60,828

Life

  • I used to volunteer for The West Shropshire Talking Newspaper. This week, I learned it’s been been awarded The King’s Award for Voluntary Service: the highest award a local voluntary group can receive and equivalent to an MBE. Well done all.
  • I baked blueberry muffins on Monday, and they turned out edible. Well done me.
  • I’ve been hunting for Christmas crooners music on vinyl this week. On Monday, I secured some Johnny Mathis albums from eBay, failed to get anything on Saturday as the shop had closed last year, and was more successful on Berwick Street on Sunday.
  • Our first Sunday record-shop stop was Reckless Records. While I did not manage to find any Christmas music there, I did pick up the coveted 7″ version of one of my childhood favourites: Boney M’s Ma Baker. Don’t judge me.
  • After I pulled out of giving blood earlier in the year because I was ill, and then they cancelled an appointment, I finally gave blood for the seventh time. This appointment went smoothly, though we both had to complete additional screening due to our trip to Argentina.
  • Drinks on Thursday started in a busy pub where we were sat in the draught from the door, and ended in a quiet, cosy pub with heat. And a bus ride to Waterloo gave me plenty of train options.
  • On Friday, we headed down to Tottenham Court Road to catch Oscar at the Crown. The venue is hidden — a purpose-built space in a basement beneath the shops.
  • The show is set in a dystopian future under a fascist regime, with the action taking place in a secret bunker. Amid sequins and storytelling, the people hiding there recount the rise and fall of Oscar Wilde, all set to an original electropop score.
  • Related, when we first arrived, the place was worryingly deserted. I was concerned there would only be a handful of us. Thankfully, just enough people turned up to allow us to move around with the action and still get a decent view of what was happening.
  • On Saturday, Halfway to Heaven was operating a one-in, one-out policy. We went to the festive bar-tent across the road: a touch soulless. It became slightly uncomfortable when a large group of underage lads arrived, sat down at a table, and attempted to get themselves served at the bar. A couple of them were successful, but the others were left with nothing to do. We all had a passing thought that they might cause trouble, but they became bored and left.
  • Later, the French onion soup was delicious.

Media

  • Watched the first episode of Down Cemetery Road on Apple TV. Emma Thompson stars in a thriller by the writer of Slow Horses, so I have high expectations.
  • The way they film the landscapes in Celebrity Race Across the World is one of the best things on TV.