Grease Immersive Cinema Experience

Step inside Grease: live songs, fairground rides and unexpected dancing

We left the house just before six this evening and made our way over to Battersea Park for Secret Cinema’s latest immersive extravaganza, which this year is themed around Grease; you know, the one with John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John that might have a different take on the story if it were made today.

I had been expecting something that looked like the set of an American high school – Rydell High banners, bleachers and a lot of quiffs – and that’s pretty much what we walked into.

The weather app promised warmth, although by the time I reached Chelsea Bridge, the sky remained cloudy. Still, it’s partly outdoors and I’d opted for a white T-shirt (seemed fitting for the ’50s theme) and a black bomber jacket I own. It’s not quite a leather jacket, but it more or less worked. I don’t own jeans, so that was the one part of the outfit I compromised on. As I went through the Chelsea Bridge gate at Battersea Park, it was apparent that the unofficial dress code for men was white T-shirts and for women anything pink. So, I fitted in OK. Plenty of people had made a full-on effort, but I didn’t feel out of place in my ‘try to make it work from my existing wardrobe’ look.

Entry was smooth and straight away we found ourselves in a little fairground set – Ferris wheel, fun house, hook-a-duck, Shake Shack (complete with the wobble machine they actually use in the film). We grabbed a drink and a chicken burger and, unable to find a free seat, stood eating while dancing along to the ’50s soundtrack.

At about 7.30pm, the Rydell High principal appeared on the tannoy and called us all in for the first day of school. They played the opening beach scene from the film on the big screen and, after that, brought us inside. This whole thing is exceptionally well done. Unlike the older Secret Cinema events, you’re not just watching the film – it’s cut up so that parts of it are projected and then the big scenes are suddenly acted out in front of you, complete with live singing. Rydell High itself is a collection of mini sets – soda shop, cafeteria, dance hall, auto shop, bleachers and so on – and you move between them as different moments unfold.

Seats are limited if you’re not VIP, which, at first, feels slightly annoying, but you quickly realise that wandering from scene to scene is much more enjoyable. If you’re sitting in the VIP area at the back of the drive-in, you’d miss quite a lot – although, granted, your feet might be less tired by the end.

We spent most of the evening near the auto shop, which meant we had The T-Birds practically in front of us for Greased Lightning and a bunch of other scenes. Occasionally, a crew member gently nudges you into a slightly different position so a scene can play out nearby; they also encourage you to dance, which most of us did without any hesitation – if you can call my shuffle a dance.

It’s difficult to explain why the switching between film and live action works so well, but it does. I assume the little pauses are as much for cast changes as they are for us to queue up for another drink. The food and drink, incidentally, are not cheap – over £8 for a fairly small alcoholic can – but it didn’t take anything away from the evening.

The finale happens back outside in the fairground, where the closing scenes from the film are played out live and on screen. The cast were brilliant – it must be an exhausting performance, particularly given that some of it is almost lip-synced to the soundtrack. I loved that the cast entirely performed the big songs (there’s a live band as well), rather than just lip-syncing over the film.

We stayed for about half an hour afterwards. The funfair stays open and you can still get a beer or a glass of wine. It’s the first Secret Cinema event I’ve been to where I could imagine it being turned into something more permanent – a bit like the ABBA Voyage experience. They’re not doing that here, but the location feels good enough and the music lends itself to a proper party atmosphere. Everyone happily sang along to the big numbers.

A brilliant night out – definitely one of my favourite Secret Cinema experiences.

Weeknotes #134: regular walking resumed, new places visited

Family, friends, culture, and celebration enriched a lively, fulfilling week.

Week commencing Monday, 11 August 2025

Panoramic view of London's skyline from Hampstead Heath showing the City of London's modern skyscrapers including the Shard and Gherkin rising above a dense canopy of green trees, with residential areas and lower buildings in the foreground under an overcast sky.
London’s financial district towers above the treeline in this classic view from Hampstead Heath

Quantified Self

  • This week: Stand 7/7; Exercise 6/7 and Move 6/7. (90%). Morning walks: 3/4 (days in the office don’t count). Office days: 1/5. Total steps: 67,665

Life

  • The past weekend really felt like an extension of our Spanish holidays, which made it hard to get back into work mode.
  • There wasn’t as much work to catch up on as I’d imagined, although I did let it drag into Tuesday before finishing reviewing all my messages.
  • I managed to get out for my morning walk on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday — the last one amongst the trees on Cannon Hill Common. It really is a better way to start the day.
  • Another pub quiz to start the week with B&A joining us again. B was our nominee for the ninth-place tie-breaker. Sadly, we didn’t identify the song, but it was a remarkable recovery considering how poor our first round was. I made more contributions to the music round than usual: Three Degrees, Hues Corporation and Jimmy Ruffin.
  • Later in the week, we learned A-level results were in and B&A both got what they needed for university. Congratulations.
  • I did my Tai Chi class without leaving the house.
  • Thursday to the bar in the Young Vic to meet friends. Another great evening, although we should all learn to leave before closing.
  • Saturday, with P&W to visit Kenwood House, an English Heritage neoclassical mansion on Hampstead Heath that we’d not visited before. It houses a small art collection that includes a Turner and a Rembrandt self-portrait. And, wonderfully, it’s free to visit.
  • Later, dinner was at Kitty Hawk, on top of the Page 8 Hotel, with views over Trafalgar Square. It seems uncertain whether it should be a restaurant or a bar. The terraces were full of drinkers, the music was loud and, unfortunately for us, service was poor. They were having an off-evening.
  • Sunday, lunch with M&R. I forgot my hat, and the walk there was in the sun. I should remember. Food and company, as always, were great. When the conversation moved onto funerals, we knew we ought to call it a night.

Media

  • Finished Christopher Fowler’s On the Loose; number 7 in the Bryant & May series and the one I have read out of sequence. Now I understand more about book 8.
  • Our new favourite Sunday night thing plays underplayed and almost completely forgotten hits of the 80s: Forgotten 80s on Absolute 80s. This week’s show featured Bow Wow Wow’s C30 C60 C90 Go!, which I have definitely not heard since the 80s.

Weeknotes #133: Achievement unlocked and other Spanish adventures

Exploring Basque culture, art, coastlines, and football—memorable Spanish adventures.

Week commencing Monday, 4 August 2025

Quantified Self

  • This week: Stand /7; Exercise /7 and Move /7 (%). Morning walks: 0/4 (days in the office don’t count). Office days: 1/5. Total steps: 125,093

Life

  • We spent Monday acclimatising to Bilbao; it’s a lovely city. Although a chunk of the day was spent trying to acquire tickets for a trip out on Tuesday. We found the bus station, saw the queues, and were directed straight to a window where nobody was waiting. It was our lucky day.
  • Achievement unlocked: I’ve always wanted to visit Bilbao’s Guggenheim Museum. It’s the reason I suggested adding this bit to our trip. It’s renowned for its revolutionary titanium-clad architecture designed by Frank Gehry that has become an iconic symbol of the city’s urban regeneration. It did not disappoint.
  • More surprisingly, the exhibitions were every bit as impressive. I usually get quite impatient in galleries, but I could have stayed longer.
  • The exhibition featuring works by the renowned American conceptual artist Barbara Kruger, known for her provocative text-based art, was pretty impressive.
  • Tuesday, we took the bus to the beautiful seaside resort of San Sebastián. A leisurely stroll along La Concha Bay culminated at “El Peine del Viento” (The Comb of the Wind), Eduardo Chillida’s iconic trio of nine-tonne steel sculptures anchored into the rocks. A beautiful walk in the sun.
  • On the return walk, a tinto de verano on the terrace of a tennis club bar called Wimbledon was very welcome in the heat. Before the return bus trip, we tried a Gilda, a classic Basque pintxo of a green olive, a salted anchovy fillet, and one or two pickled chilli peppers, on bread. I looked up the name: it’s named after the 1946 film Gilda, starring Rita Hayworth. The pintxo is said to embody similar characteristics—green (guindilla), salty (anchovy), and a little spicy—just like the film character.
  • On Wednesday, PY and I did a half-day tour: Bizkaia Bridge (the historic transporter bridge spanning the Nervión River), Gaztelugatxe (views of an island linked to dry land by a two-arch bridge known as Dragonstone in Game of Thrones), Bermeo (authentic Basque fishing village), and Gernika (home to the sacred tree where Basque assemblies have met for centuries and Picasso’s Guernica commemorating the 1937 bombing).
  • The famous Tree of Guernica is depicted in the stained-glass ceiling in the Assembly House (Casa de las Juntas). It’s one of the most impressive stained-glass works I’ve seen, and you have to look up.
  • When we returned to Bilbao, we took the Artxanda Funicular to the summit of Artxanda Mountain for the views over the city.
  • On our last morning, Pete, Mark, and I went on a tour of Athletic Club Bilbao’s stadium and museum. The tour is a behind-the-scenes look at its impressive architecture, history, and the pride the city takes in its team, with the highlight being the dramatic moment of stepping out onto the pitch, where the sweeping stands rise around you and you get a player’s-eye view of the arena. It must be pretty intimidating for visiting teams.
  • When we returned to the UK, the weather matched what we’d experienced on holiday, so we spent three days walking and relaxing.

Media

  • Still managing to stay mostly off social media, except for a couple of Instagram posts; no television in Spain (although a little when we got back). I completed Richard Osman’s The Last Devil to Die, which is another lovely book—if you can ignore the murder—in the Thursday Murder Club series.
  • I also completed Off the Rails, number eight in the Peculiar Crimes Unit books. When I started it, I realised I’d missed number seven, so that was ordered while I was away, and I’m now reading the origin of the Mr Fox story.

Weeknotes #132: discovering Spain

Joyful travels through Spain with friends, food, wine, and discovery.

Week commencing Monday, 28 July 2025

Quantified Self

  • This week: Stand 7/7; Exercise 4/7 and Move 7/7. (86%). Morning walks: 0/2 (days in the office don’t count). Office days 1/2. Total steps: 89,762

Life

  • Tuesday was my last day before a week in Spain. I was in the office for a workshop on a big new project. I won’t be involved very much, but I did have some input into the planning. I suspect this will progress quickly while I am away.
  • Home to pack and head to the airport. PY had some work to do before we left, which meant we arrived later than I’d imagined. We stayed at the Thistle hotel near the autonomous pods ahead of an early flight.
  • R&M were also staying nearby. Around 9pm they joined us for dinner in the restaurant with (almost) a view of the runway.
  • Next morning, the flight was at 7:50am, arriving in Madrid just before lunch. E’s suitcase didn’t appear on the carousel at arrivals, but thanks to AirTags, we knew it was in the airport. Very little help from the airport staff, but it appeared as soon as the next flight was loaded onto the luggage belt.
  • Thankfully, we’d factored in a long time between arrival and the train, so – when we got to the station – there was time for a refreshing Spanish beer.
  • The train to ‘Valladolid – Campo Grande’ was fast and smooth. The hotel turned out to be a very short walk from the station.
  • The rest of the day was spent exploring. The canapés (tapas) we had at Jero Catedral are highly recommended.
  • We walked 8 miles around Valladolid on Thursday: the riverside walk was wonderful, there’s even a small manmade beach on the riverbank, and every food stop along the way was delicious. The squid ink risotto at Hasta la Peineta taberna was very tasty.
  • In the late afternoon, we were the only six people on the hop-on, hop-off sightseeing bus. We didn’t hop off.
  • It was Pete’s birthday. The meat at Vinotinto for his birthday dinner was perfectly prepared. The octopus dish was excellent.
  • E took us to a cocktail bar to end the evening. La Sastrería is sewing-themed. It’s an amazing place in a hidden arcade. Look out for it if you are ever in town.
  • Friday was Pete’s gift day. Abadía Retuerta is a stunning vineyard with the most beautiful hotel and spa on site. Sadly, we only did the tour and wine tasting, but if you take the virtual tour you will see how stunning the monastery’s conversion into a hotel has been. I raved about the Tempranillo and decided to splurge on a bottle. It may be the most expensive wine I’ve ever bought.
  • Saturday, to León. The flaming chorizo tapas were a food highlight, the bus tour was a welcome break from walking through the tourist crowds, and the Convento de San Marcos (Parador de León) was another very impressive convent-to-hotel conversion. The city had a very touristy feel.
  • Sunday, time to pack and move to Bilbao, which feels like a much bigger city than either Valladolid or León.

Media

  • I’m avoiding social media and television while on this holiday. I have finished reading The Wrong Hands, a crime thriller that had me hooked. I haven’t read the first in the series, but I am thinking of getting it.

Weeknotes #131: music and sunsets

Busy week of work, music, travel, friends, and sunshine moments.

Week commencing Monday, 21 July 2025

A golden sunset viewed through the salt-stained windscreen of a ferry, with the sun creating dramatic lens flares and highlighting water droplets on the glass. The ferry's white deck furniture and safety railings are visible in the foreground, while the calm waters of the Solent stretch towards the horizon under a gradient sky transitioning from warm orange near the sun to pale blue-grey above.
The Portsmouth to Isle of Wight FastCat proves that even the most routine ferry crossing can serve up a golden hour spectacular

Quantified Self

  • This week: Stand 3/7; Exercise 4/7 and Move 6/7. (62%). Morning walks: 0/4 (days in the office don’t count). Office days 1/5. Total steps: 51,553

Life

  • It’s been tough going at work this week. There are a lot of projects on the go, and they’re spread out and moving slowly.
  • Wednesday, to see The Hidden Cameras at The Social. There’s some new material including a Vince Clarke remix of the latest single. The gig mixed old and new; very glad I got to see it live.
  • Friday, the carpenter didn’t turn up to fix the cupboard. PY wasn’t very happy.
  • Also Friday evening, to the ferry for the Isle of Wight. I noticed the app had a departure platform, but the station’s screens did not. Took a gamble and managed to avoid the rush for the front carriage. This time, we were on time for the ferry. Fish and chips when I arrived.
  • Saturday, T and his Ukrainian tenants came across for a visit. It started raining, I didn’t take my hat, and so I burned when the sun came out.
  • Breakfast was at Wetherspoons, which was packed at 9:30 in the morning. But, a nice day in the sun. They managed to secure an earlier hovercraft back.
  • We returned early Sunday morning.

Weeknotes #130: vegan bites and gold medals

Quizzes, feedback, Tai Chi, food, athletics, and celebratory medals.

Week commencing Monday, 14 July 2025

A group of male runners compete in the 800m race at the London Stadium during the Novuna London Athletics Meet. The athletes are running along the curved section of the red running track, with runners spread across multiple lanes wearing various team colours including red, white, and other kit designs. The stadium is packed with spectators in the background stands, and the bright green infield is visible alongside. Electronic timing displays and event branding are positioned around the track perimeter
The men’s 800m field spreads across the track during Saturday’s Novuna London Athletics Meet.

Quantified Self

  • This week: Stand 4/7; Exercise 6/7 and Move 6/7. (76%). Morning walks: 0/3 (days in the office don’t count). Office days 2/5. Total steps: 60,489

Life

  • Pub quiz with an extended group as B & A joined us. We did quite well, but not in either of the winning groups.
  • I had to write some performance reviews. I find this one of the most challenging work-related tasks, and I am only ever asked to do it as a colleague. I don’t know how managers do it at scale. It’s difficult to provide constructive feedback.
  • Relatedly, I asked ChatGPT to review my words and give me constructive feedback on what I’d written. When I was told that I “stay in my lane”, I thought the AI and I might have crossed a line I was unprepared for.
  • I’ve been struggling to get to my Wednesday night Tai Chi class. So, for this term, I’ve switched to the online Tuesday evening class. It’s not as good, but at least I can make it.
  • On Thursday, I went to Club Mexicana, a 100% plant-based restaurant in Kingly Court, Soho. I hadn’t known about it before we went. I had the sticky glazed ‘ribs’ bowl, which came with BBQ sauce, pink onions, pickled cabbage, garlic mayo, salsa verde, pickled jalapeños, and rice, along with extra beans and guacamole. It was delicious in an “I want to come back tomorrow” way. It’s a quick-bite place, not a long-dinner place, but with that in mind, I recommend it.
  • Later, I found a few scathing reviews which did not match my experience in any way. However, one review stated that the place “decided to imitate various meats instead of using plant-derived proteins … [it’s] cultural whitewashing to ignore a potent pre-existing vegan-friendly culinary tradition in favour of contorting plants to resemble the flesh that you’re rejecting”. I’ve always disliked the way some plant-based meals try to recreate the meat element, but it’s a trend that is here to stay and, in this case, it was particularly delicious. So go, eat, ignore the reviews, but understand I didn’t try the tacos.
  • On Saturday, I went to the 2025 Novuna London Athletics Meet at The London Stadium. The rain was terrible for the opening races, but gradually improved through the day. There were seven personal bests recorded in one race alone (women’s 5000m), but a predicted world record attempt in the men’s 800m didn’t materialise.
  • The event also featured a moment where Britain’s men’s 4x400m relay team from the 1997 World Athletics Championships finally received their gold medals. Seb Coe presented the medals in a ceremony recognising the team’s elevation from silver following the disqualification of the USA team. Getting a gold medal after 27 years is quite a thing.
  • Later, drinks around the Olympic Park, ending in the bar at the Everyman cinema, where, bizarrely, they don’t serve crisps.

Weeknotes #129: from the West End to Shropshire

Heat, theatre, travel, family, and music filled the week joyfully.

Week commencing Monday, 7 July 2025

Evening view of the London Palladium's exterior showing the illuminated Evita revival advertisement featuring Rachel Zegler, with the theatre's iconic signage and stage door visible in the atmospheric blue-tinted lighting.
Rachel Zegler Commands the West End

Quantified Self

  • This week: Stand 4/7; Exercise 2/7 and Move 2/7. (33%). Morning walks: 0/4 (days in the office don’t count). Office days 1/5. Total steps: 34,737

Life

  • Extreme heat this week. I’m getting used to 30º temperatures. At the end of the week, time in the garden was nice.
  • On Monday, we saw Jamie Lloyd’s Evita revival and, thus, the other side of the balcony scene we had seen last Saturday.
  • I thought it was a stunning performance, full of energy and excitement. Rachel Zegler and Diego Andrés Rodriguez were brilliant. It was different, without props or sets, and used very simple colours. I’ve never seen a standing ovation like this one.
  • Relatedly, on Tuesday I listened to a cast recording from an earlier revival. It lacked the energy of this latest version.
  • Trains: I received £2.54 in compensation for one of my delay repay claims, but the second came back with £18.36, so I think it was worth it.
  • More trains: I was delayed by over 90 minutes on a journey from Euston to Shropshire. Fortunately, my carriage had air-conditioning.
  • A weekend in Shrewsbury. Lovely tapas on Saturday night. Fixed Mum and Dad’s home phone after the EE engineer left them without a landline. Their garden is looking lovely, and it was good to be able to sit outside.
  • I don’t follow F1 as much as I used to, but this is a big story: Red Bull sack team principal Horner.
  • This week’s lesson from country music comes courtesy of Brandy Clark: “I hate stripes, and orange ain’t my colour, and if I squeeze that trigger tonight, I’ll be wearin’ one or the other, there’s no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion”.

Media

  • 7/7 Remembered: How London’s bus drivers got the city home on 7/7: “despite the fear and the images of one of their own vehicles ripped painfully apart, their city needed them, and they came”.
  • Game Changers Radio: Aircheck trauma. It’s real and it’s everywhere. As part of the conversation, the point that the creative process is subjective and provides the opportunity to learn was important.
  • The guest on Jesse Tyler Ferguson’s podcast Dinner’s on Me was Russell Tovey. A lovely conversation. The discussion about the shame of growing up gay in the 80s made me quite emotional.

Weeknotes #128: hot, pride and a balcony scene

Hot week, great theatre, Pride celebrations, and connecting with friends.

Week commencing Monday, 30 June 2025

A scene from the revival of "Evita" at the London Palladium shows Rachel Zegler performing as Eva Perón, addressing the crowds from an ornate stone balcony in front of the theatre, to the public watching from below. She is wearing a white strapless gown with her blonde hair styled in a period-appropriate updo, surrounded by classical columns and architecture.
Rachel Zegler performing as Eva Perón

Quantified Self

  • This week: Stand 5/7; Exercise 6/7 and Move 6/7. (81%). Morning walks: 0/3 (days in the office don’t count). Office days 2/5. Total steps: 78,733

Life

  • Despite many things I have written about being – or not being – in the office for work, I did two days; my step count shows it.
  • It also helped, as the office is air-conditioned. This week has been very hot; the fan was needed in my home office, and lots of water was consumed.
  • We’ve had the government for a year. Has anybody noticed anything different? Where are the promised changes?
  • Robot update: the robot hoover ran on Monday, quite impressively mapped the room, and bumped into everything.
  • Tuesday, to Sohoplace to see The Fifth Step, a play about how people handle their demons in the context of alcoholism and recovery. It stars Martin Freeman and Jack Lowden. It’s good and thought-provoking. 3/5 stars from me.
  • Wednesday: divisional all-hands meetings. But drinks in the evening with Mark B. Very glad I was able to catch him while he was in the country.
  • Related: I was delighted that I kept an eye on the time and did not miss the last trains from Shepherd’s Bush.
  • Thursday was another office day. And more drinks in the evening with Andrew and Sarah. It was nice to sit outside. And now we know why A went to a Taylor Swift concert.
  • Friday to Central London. Dinner on Argyll Street was timed to finish just before Rachel Zegler appeared as Eva Perón on the balcony of The Palladium Theatre. Much more impressive than I thought. And they had to close the roads for the twenty minutes the crowd is there. It will be interesting to see it from inside the theatre next week.
  • Saturday, Pride. The Big Gay Brunch was fun, but too early for even non-alcoholic drinks. The breakfast buns were excellent.
  • Related: Phil found a route around the parade so we could get across to Piccadilly, avoiding crowds. It’s quite impressive how quiet London can be, even two streets back from a million people.
  • Dinner at Meson Don Felipe. Excellent food. We felt a bit ignored by the staff.
  • Sunday, Country on the Common. It rained on the way in, the bar staff managed to ignore me, and I was not feeling the vibe. Left and took a train to look at the river. Headliner Noah Reid had withdrawn from the event. I notice no refund was offered.

Media

Weeknotes #127: continued good weather and a robot

Post-festival routines, musical nostalgia, and robot hoover excitement

Week commencing Monday, 23 June 2025

A brightly lit neon sign reading "JUST FOR ONE DAY" in bold white letters with blue neon outlining, mounted on the ornate facade of the Shaftesbury Theatre in London. The sign advertises the musical "Just For One Day" - the story of Live Aid, with decorative lighting elements and the theatre's classical architectural details visible in the background.
Just For One Day

Quantified Self

  • This week: Stand 2/7; Exercise 3/7 and Move 5/7. (48%). Morning walks: 0/3 (days in the office don’t count). Office days 1/4. Total steps: 44,057

Life

  • The weather was still wonderful on Monday. We had our now-traditional post-festival brunch at The Dell Café. Delicious. Then we tried one of the new coffee shops on the Esplanade. Very busy with festival-goers en route back to the mainland.
  • Related, the Hovertravel queue was long, but the FastCat had plenty of room. The onward connection to London was delayed considerably. Another “delay repay” situation.
  • Wednesday’s 80s nostalgia: Just For One Day: The Live Aid Musical. It’s a high-energy celebration of Live Aid’s iconic music, featuring amazing vocal performances and reinterpretations of 1980s music, avoiding look-alike impersonations. The storytelling might lack some nuance now so much time has passed, but that didn’t spoil it.
  • Thursday, drinks at The Ship Tavern near my old Holborn office. Bouldering and powerlifting were on the television screens in the pub. Neither strikes me as a big sporting event.
  • Friday, not much more the specialist thinks he can do about my cough. They did discover I have a slight allergy to dust mites. That was the excuse I’ve been looking for to order the robot hoover.
  • Barbecue at home. There was a lot of cleaning to do in the morning, which was a shame since the robot had not arrived yet.
  • It was delivered on Sunday, but remained in its box.

Media

  • Game Changers Radio: “52 per cent of Australians aged 10 and older say they listen to podcasts each month” – that seems like a high percentage to me, but apparently not.
  • Rylan: How to Be in Love: Stephen Fry: From 15 years of celibacy to finding love – fascinating episode. Stephen Fry describes his teenage experience of love as a “tempest of feeling”, later suggesting “cheerfulness” is a crucial, often overlooked virtue that significantly improves a relationship. We should all take that advice.
  • We have run out of episodes of Murderbot and need some more episodes to drop.
  • For some reason, I binged YouTube videos where Good Morning America were preparing to move from their Times Square studios. No idea why I watched so many … but that’s the algorithm for you.
  • I also discovered My Tiny Estate. There are a lot of those to keep me busy.

Weeknotes #126: Heatwave & the Isle of Wight Festival 2025

Festival joy, sunshine wins & lucky railcard timing

Week commencing Monday, 16 June 2025

A collage of images from the 2025 Isle of Wight Festival showing highlights of the vibrant atmosphere: crowds gathering at the main stage, a large Ferris wheel against a blue sky, a traditional helter-skelter surrounded by festivalgoers, a close-up of a whipped cream-topped drink, colourful flags fluttering in the breeze, and a performance by Mae Muller. The images capture the energy, colour, and fun of a summer music festival.
Isle of Wight Festival 2025

Quantified Self

  • This week: Stand 5/7; Exercise 4/7 and Move 5/7. (67%). Morning walks: 0/4 (days in the office don’t count). Office days 1/4. Total steps: 58,922

Life

  • Monday, a heatwave was predicted. Turned out to be a good sign for the week, and it explains the survey I got asking about how I cope in hot weather. I’m fine. The weather stayed hot.
  • Meanwhile, across the world, Britons in Israel were told to notify the Foreign Office to receive instructions on how to leave.
  • We have a bad mobile signal in London. But I am not sure we are being lied to, are we?
  • Related: I actually got a mobile signal on the train to Waterloo on Thursday, and it allowed me to buy a railcard when I discovered mine had expired minutes before I needed it.
  • Great description of AI from Little, Yellow, Different: “It’s like having a writing partner who’s read every book ever written but occasionally thinks your grocery list needs footnotes and a bibliography.”
  • Random wish of the week: I wish Apple Podcasts showed when I’d listened to a podcast.
  • Isle of Wight Festival. Highlights: Lottery Winners, Paul Heaton, Björn Again, Midge Ure, and the bit of Texas that I managed to hear from the back. Lots of other good stuff, though.
  • Related: we didn’t stay for the headliners on any day. PY was more disappointed that Sky Arts wasn’t showing Justin Timberlake than I was.
  • Relatedly related: Festival Diaries: Day One, Day Two and Day Three.

Media

  • Murderbot: I mentioned before that my childhood television upbringing has made me particularly fond of computers with human-like qualities. I think that’s what appeals about this show to me.
  • The Race Across The World reunion made me wish that there was a lot more of the series. I also really wish they’d do a behind-the-scenes show because it must be fascinating to be part of the camera crew embedded with the contestants.

Festival Diaries 2025: Day Three

A lively festival day featuring Björn Again, Ella Eyre’s surprise exit, Midge Ure’s powerful set, and more memorable performances.

Didn’t sleep well. The flat downstairs had music going in the early hours. Still, we were up reasonably early and on the bus back to the festival, where we managed to get our hands on a bacon roll and a coffee before things got going. The queue was moving, but the bacon wasn’t cooking quickly enough for demand. It’s my view that there are remarkably few bacon roll vendors for a festival.

First up on the Main Stage was Björn Again, doing a 40-minute ABBA tribute set: a total crowd-pleaser – big energy, lots of singalongs, and the kind of opening that sets the tone nicely for a Sunday. Then came Ella Eyre. I didn’t know her music beforehand, but the set was packed with great pop tunes. She kept saying the crowd would need to help her out, which, at first, I thought was just the usual festival banter – but part-way through, she ran off stage, leaving 15 minutes of her slot unplayed. She later posted an emotional apology on social media. I thought her vocals sounded great while she was on, so it came as a bit of a surprise to hear that her voice had gone.

Alison Moyet followed, opening with Nobody’s Diary – written when she was still a teenager with Yazoo. The rest of the set was a mix of lesser-known tracks, at least to me, but her voice was powerful throughout. Sadly, I think she lost the crowd a little bit with the less well-known tunes.

Like lots of people, we rushed across to The Big Top for Midge Ure. Scheduling him so close to Alison Moyet – but on a different stage – didn’t make a lot of sense. By the time we arrived, it was full, so we stood outside and watched the screen. Worth it, though. A brilliant set. Vienna was in there, obviously, but also Fade to Grey (which he co-wrote for Visage), which was a real highlight.

When we made it back to the Main Stage, Olly Murs was already well into his set, dedicating Dear Darlin’ to Caroline Flack. From our position at the back, the screens were essentially dots, but the energy still carried.

We stayed in the same spot for Texas, but the wind had picked up and the sound wasn’t really carrying. We were in a patch of crowd mostly made up of large seated groups, treating it more like a garden party with background music. That, and the wind, meant we couldn’t hear much of Sharleen Spiteri’s chat between songs – a shame, as I usually enjoy on-stage banter from the artists.

We looked at the rest of the line-up and decided nothing else was enough to keep us from the return trip, so we hopped on the bus back, picked up fish and chips, and watched Jess Glynne’s set on the telly. Much better sound, full picture, and no one setting up a picnic in front of us. Just a shame Sky Arts aren’t showing Justin Timberlake’s headline set – but still, can’t really complain.

Another festival all wrapped up.

Festival Diaries 2025: Day Two

Packed stages, and standout sets from Busted, Paul Heaton, and The Queenbees defined Day Two.

Day Two started off with a bit of a curveball, finding ourselves at the Sky Lounge just as an unexpected light rain shower decided to make an appearance. We had a seat but no shelter. I had a beer, and PY did not have the cocktail he wanted from the bar menu.

Once it cleared, we made our way to the Main Stage for Mae Muller. This was her first festival in two years – she seemed very excited by that. She dedicated her new single to all the “overthinkers” in the audience, and of course, she wrapped up with her Eurovision hit.

Next up, we headed towards the River Stage, ready to catch The Deckchairs. There had been so many social media whispers about a special guest, and it turned out to be the man who organises the whole festival – a nice surprise, though maybe not as explosive as some of the rumours suggested!

From there, it was off to The Big Top to see Matilda Mann: genuinely good. After that, we tried our luck at the This Feeling tent for Masi Masi, but it was just a bit too indie-rock loud for PY. We attempted to navigate the crowds towards Razorlight, but it was absolutely packed, so we ended up finding a tree to shelter under for a bit, this time avoiding the sun.

Back to The Big Top for Arthur Hill, who I’d never heard of, but he sounded good. He already has a massive following. I think he’s big on TikTok, because he managed to fill that tent. We ducked out just before the end to grab a front-row spot for The Queenbees back at the River Stage. They were brilliant, doing new interpretations of classic covers with some really tight harmonies.

Then it was the familiar weaving through the masses to catch Busted on the Main Stage – a fun blast from the past with all their hits. As that crowd started to thin out, we pushed forward for Paul Heaton ft. Rianne Downey, who put on an excellent set, all classics. Paul even joked about “Welcome to Heatongrad”, probably not making the Sky Arts coverage, which got a laugh.

The crush walking away from the Main Stage after that was just horrendous. I still don’t understand why security doesn’t do more to stop people from just sitting down in the middle of the pathways – it makes it impossible to move.

We eventually decided we needed a break and grabbed some Greek food from one of the vans. By the time we’d finished eating, fatigue had set in, and the allure of our bus home was stronger than the walk back to the Main Stage. Same routine as yesterday: Sainsbury’s for tomorrow’s lunch supplies, and then straight back to the flat.

I’ve never been happier to take my shoes off.

Festival Diaries 2025: Day One

First day at Isle of Wight Festival: sunshine, standout sets, sock wrestling, paella, and a late-night tea wind-down.

Another year, another Isle of Wight Festival! Today—well, the early afternoon—kicked off with a familiar pilgrimage: a quick pit stop at Sainsbury’s for the obligatory meal deal (mainly for the chilled water, as it was already feeling quite warm outside). Then it was onto the shuttle heading towards Seaclose Park. All sorts of different people, costumes, and an inflatable jungle scene. That was the mood express to the Festival Bus Station.

As with last year, entry was a breeze; they’ve really got it cracked (at least, if you come by bus). Wristband secured, signifying the ability to roam all weekend, we got searched for alcohol, and then the trek began. The long walk towards the main stages, with the flags fluttering in the breeze, feels familiar and, therefore, welcoming. We took the walk and pretty much decided to stick to the Main Stage end of the park today.

First order of the day was a beer. Though the ‘snake queue’ system at the bar felt a bit much for that time of day, there was but a handful of us. While I was waiting, the barman spotted some blood on my thumb. No idea where I’d cut myself, but he was brilliant and went off to grab an antiseptic wipe and a plaster; not sure if some health and safety protocol was broken, but he was great. It throbbed a bit for half an hour—nothing too serious, thankfully.

It turns out that the real gem of the day was the first act we saw: The Lottery Winners—funny and energetic. They knew how to connect with the crowd, managing to be both emotional and utterly engaging. After their brilliance, we decided to wander and got caught in a few unexpected minutes of light rain. We ducked under cover for a short time before we ended up watching a round of ‘sock wrestling’ on one of the alternative stages. Do they have that at Glastonbury?

Then, a more sedate beer by the river before we caught Sophie Grey on the River Stage. She had this fantastic 80s electro sound that felt current. I thought, “She’d be brilliant at a party!”—really good fun, but maybe not the response she’d have been looking for.

Next, it was Amy Macdonald on the main stage. I thought I’d know more of her songs, but still, she put on a solid performance. Her earpieces were a nice touch, featuring the Scottish flag. Apparently, it’s been 18 years since she last graced the IOW stage, which she declared a “once in a generation” event! We opted to stay a bit further back from the main stage, standing in the sun, until The Corrs came on. They certainly got the crowd moving, and while their set was upbeat, it didn’t quite grab me until their very last piece of Irish music. General consensus over the weekend, however, was that they were brilliant. So, what do I know?

Dinner was calling, so we braved the growing crowd, weaving our way through the packed seating area to The Octopus’s Garden. Paella time! Chicken and chorizo for me, seafood for PY. It was exactly as you’d imagine from a big pan on a festival site.

Finally, Sting took to the stage. We were quite a way back by this point, and my feet were past fighting for a better view. He played a lot of his old hits, which was nice, but it wasn’t exactly a set of ‘party bangers’ to get everyone dancing wildly. So, we made the executive decision to head for the bus. My preferred walking pace was definitely slower than the one we ended up adopting! A quick wait and then the ride back to Ryde. A necessary stop back at Sainsbury’s on Union Street for tomorrow’s lunch supplies.

Now, it’s the best part: back at the flat, sprawled on the sofa with a cup of tea, watching Faithless close out day one of the festival on the telly. Much more comfortable than still being out there.

Let’s see what tomorrow brings!

Festival Déjà Vu: Packing Optimism and Leaving the Wellies Behind

Reflecting on last year’s sunny festival whilst contemplating this weekend’s adventures.

A cheerful cartoon-style illustration of the Isle of Wight Music Festival on a sunny day. A lively band performs on a colourful stage labelled "Isle of Wight Music Festival" while a large, enthusiastic crowd cheers with hands raised. The audience includes people in summer clothes and hats, all enjoying the bright, sunny atmosphere with a clear blue sky and playful details like a smiling sun and striped tent in the background. The image captures the joyful, communal spirit of a summer music festival without depicting any specific bands or individuals.
Cheerful crowds at the Isle of Wight Festival. Image created by ChatGPT.

Can you believe it’s almost time again? Last year’s festival was special. We lucked out with the temperature; all that careful planning for wet weather gear was wasted, thankfully. Am I tempting fate if I look out the window and think this heatwave might hang around for the weekend?

Last year, The Bootleg Beatles set the tone nicely at the start with lots of sing-alongs, and hindsight makes those long walks between stages — and battling the crowd to get out — feel more like an adventure than a chore. Will I say the same on Monday?

Looking back, it was a real lesson in festival strategy. Preserving energy is my takeaway: knowing when to retreat before the very end paid off, ensuring a smoother bus ride back to Ryde. Striking a balance: wanting to be right up close for some acts but accepting that hanging back and relying on the video screens is sometimes a better move, except perhaps when The Pet Shop Boys were on stage.

So here we are, a year on, and my internal buzz is building despite feeling a little unwell. I’m already thinking about the bus tickets and the first coffee runs, hoping we find that sweet spot near the main stage where you can soak it all in and, hopefully, not be too squashed. I suspect there will be another morning hunt for the festival’s best bacon bun.

Fingers crossed, the weather holds out as beautifully as it did last year – all those wet-weather clothes can definitely stay in Ryde again! There’s something exciting about getting back into that festival routine, the journey, the crowd, the long walk to the main stage, and just seeing what surprises the lineup holds this time around. I wonder if I’ll write another festival diary?

Weeknotes #125: launched by Apple, floored by life

PY’s book, Apple event, world tensions, and weekend podcasts

Week commencing Monday, 9 June 2025

A vintage black Motorola mobile phone with a physical keypad is securely strapped to the handrail inside a lift, serving as an emergency communication device. The phone, featuring the classic button layout and small monochrome display typical of early mobile phones, is mounted on the curved stainless steel handrail against the lift's modern interior. This improvised but practical solution provides a backup communication method for lift emergencies, creating an amusing juxtaposition between old-school mobile technology and contemporary lift design. The phone appears to be properly secured and positioned for easy access by lift users in case of emergency.
Emergency Hotline: When Your Lift Gets a Retro Upgrade

Quantified Self

  • This week: Stand 2/7; Exercise 2/7 and Move 2/7. (29%). Morning walks: 0/4 (days in the office don’t count). Office days 1/5. Total steps: 32,246

Life

  • PY published his book on Amazon. This is fantastic. Go read it. I think there will be a free offer next week! I am very proud of all his efforts. So exciting.
  • They’re all doing books now: Ari Paparo has written one detailing the transformation of digital advertising through ad exchanges, Google’s market dominance, and publishers’ countermeasures. But it’s not available at the moment. I pre-ordered. Niche audience, I imagine.
  • Apple held an event. Something about a new design language for Apple devices. Also, the iPad got better. It’s interesting how these launches have started to blend into one another, like déjà vu in product form. Sometimes I wonder if we’re moving forward or just refining the same ideas endlessly.
  • I went to the office on Tuesday and then stayed at home, a lot. I get that look when I start coughing. It’s nothing contagious, folks! You know, that look that silently says, “Stay back!” Honestly, I’m more frustrated by it than anything else.
  • Related, the emergency communication button is broken in one of the lifts. So, there’s a radio to contact somebody if help is needed. Never seen this, but a clever way to keep the lift in service.
  • I had to go to the Spanish consulate on Wednesday morning. I went through security to discover I was an hour early and had to sit in a cafe having a coffee until time ticked around.
  • There was a US military parade on Sunday, but it seems like America is more divided than ever. I wonder when ‘seeing it from the other side’ actually went out of fashion? Not good for the world. It’s sad to see how quickly empathy seems to have faded from public discourse. Maybe we’ve forgotten that understanding the other side doesn’t weaken us — it’s what holds us together.
  • Meanwhile, this is the week the war in the Middle East came a step closer: Israel says Iran has fired up to 100 missiles in retaliation for surprise assault while fresh explosions reported at airport in Tehran. It’s a bit scary, really.
  • I spent most of the weekend in bed listening to more podcasts.

Media

  • It was the end, but the episode started 1,200km from the finish line, Race Across The World. I loved everything about this series.
  • We started watching Murderbot. It’s not usually my kind of thing, but this is good. Binge-worthy.
  • We started season two of The White Lotus and it’s just as disturbing as the first series.
  • I have made it into 2025 for Melbourne Radio Wars, and I am nearly up to date. There’s great chemistry between Irene Hulme, Wade Kingsley and Craig Bruce, which is why it’s so engaging even from afar.