• I visited St Peter’s School in Waterlooville near Portsmouth on Monday and had a wonderful day.

    The years one and two went off after my session and drew fantastically scary drawings of Pumpkin Men and Bogey Men after they had helped me invent a story about the Mushroom Man who pops out of horse pooh in the middle of the night!

    Years Three and Four came up with an idea for Ricky Rocket’s first Day in the Gym and Years Five and Six decided that it was really Viking Vik that was the first person ever to score a goal at football!

    Thanks for a great day!

  • Being a long-time mac fan, starting off with an LCII, now with an Imac to work on, an iPhone to travel with and an iBook for on the sofa – yes, I have mobile me too – I’m slightly underwhelmed by the iPad.

    Yes it’s beautiful, yes it does the job beautifully, It may be okay to read books on it, that depends on the screen. Apple has always bigged-up screen quality and I’ve never thought they were as good as they hyped them.

    The ipad is a laptop replacement, but it doesn’t do what a laptop does.

    You wouldn’t want to hike it around just to do what an ipod or iphone do already. It doesn’t take photos or video and it doesn’t run run mac applications. It only runs proprietry applications.

    Steve Jobs shows us what a brilliant web browser it is by reading the New York Times. Of course he doesn’t mention that the page is littered with little lego blocks that tell us that iPad does not run Flash. I’d cope with that on a phone, but on a machine that is sold as the best web-browsing experience in the world? A web-browser without Flash – get real!

    The only additional feature is the bookstore. I don’t think that is a killer app. I’m sure the hard-core fans will buy it, but I’m not sure who else will.

    The entry price is good, but I’d rather have a proper computer that can do all the things I want it to. I’m sure the screen keyboard is much better than the iPhone’s, but I don’t want to write a manuscript on it.

    Sorry Apple. I’m sure I’d like one to have a round, but I dons’ see the point of paying money for it.

  • Thanks to Spotify, I’m revisiting all sorts of music, that lies of scratched, unplayable LPs in the attic.

    I’m so impressed by early Roxy Music. My friend, Simon Austin, waited for Hockliffes, in Bedford to open, the day the first album came out. He must have been one of the first to buy it. I remember him coming to the park, where we were hanging around on the swings and showed us the cover. That was mind-blowing enough. Ferry, Eno, Manzenara, Andy Mackay and Paul Thompson looked like exotic birds from a secret paradise. I wanted to be Eno before I’d even heard the album.

    When I did, I remember it being a physical hit, like my first cigarette. It left me feeling dizzy, exhilarated and confused. nothing could ever be quite the same after that.

    Listening to those first two albums, I’m amazed at how savvy Ferry and Eno were. The lyrics were so sophisticated and knowing. Ferry knew all about celebrity culture and how to manipulate it, way back then, when most people were really quite innocent and thought celebrities were actually special people. I don’t know if Ferry had travelled outside the movies, but he certainly comes across as a citizen of the world – an international playboy.

    And Brian Eno – what can I say? He was my hero – all that knob-twiddling and mascara. Yes, I cut my hair like that and even tried to solder-up my own synthesiser.

    I started listening to Emerson Lake and Palmer yesterday and soon got bored. They used the synthesiser like an organ extension – all twiddly-widdly-wah-wah.

    Eno shaped the soundscape. If you listen for his work, it’s as fresh today as it was mind-blowing then. Did they consciously know what they were doing? Or was it a coming together of the right talents at the right time, plugged into the zeitgeist?