I have a confession to make.

You know me, I like my techie gadgets (I
can’t always afford them, but I do drool over them and covet them and
dream about them). A lot. I’m inseparable from my iPod Touch, own a N95 and if you
take my Powerbook away from me, I get serious withdrawl. Yet, and here’s the confession…
I have a paper diary/organiser/agenda. A good old fashioned Collins, £4.95, one-week-on-two-pages diary. Nothing fancy,
although I am picky. Has to be A6 format, and one week on two pages.
And preferably an elastic band that closes it, so that I can stick
stuff in. Reading this blogpost though  and getting
a meeting request from a friend who wanted to go to dinner and wanted
to know which email address he needed to send the invitation to, made
me realise that I’m maybe part of a dying breed of people that still
have a paper organiser.

I like my paper diary. I like it because I can pencil in appointments.
I have an overview of the week. Nothing quite as comforting as flipping
backwards and forwards through the weeks and months. I can stick
Post-it notes in it and pencil quotes into random pages. I keep my old
diaries as keepsakes, it’s great flicking through and being reminded of
all the fun things I did. The only downside perhaps is lack up backup
possibilities (short of photocopying it I suppose). If I lose it, I’m

So there you go. I guess you can take the girl out of book history, but you can’t take the love of paper away from the girl!

An Apple a day

*cue unabashed gushing. If you can’t stand unabashed gushing, look away and come back for the next post* 

As some of you know, I’m a bit of a fan of Apple. My trusty Powerbook turns 3 this month, I have a passionate love affair with my iPod Touch, and no, I don’t have an iPhone yet but as soon as my current contract runs out this autumn you will see me sprint to the O2 store. Yep, I do like Apple. And this week, this was yet again reinforced. 

A couple of weeks ago I got an email announcing the iTunes Live series of concerts in July, in the ever so cool Koko in Camden (evidence number 1: free concerts in a cool venue). The only way to get to the concerts was to put your name in a raffle to win tickets (clever piece of marketing evidence number 2, access to a select group of people about who you in the process gather what music they like), so I put my name in for the Jamie Lidell concert. And then completely forgot about the whole thing. Until I got an email announcing that I’d won tickets, hurrah. So I dragged a friend along, walked in, were given a pass that gave you access to 10 free songs from the iTunes live series (evidence number 3, give something away for free, everyone loves that), and then saw a stunningly good performance which blew my top off* (evidence number 4: program great artists). Every single detail was done right, and the whole thing was simple, but definitely not easy. Hats off to Apple, man, that was clever marketing/branding. 

* I’ve been having really good concert karma lately, with Bruce Springsteen, John Mayer and Jamie Lidell, all fabulous concerts, in one month. 

The voice is gone

763038384_cf68158c81 Summer isn’t really summer without the Tour de France on the radio. And Radio Tour de France isn’t really radio without Jaques Chapel. His commentary is legendary in the Netherlands. He IS the voice of Radio Tour de France. Or I should say ‘was’. Jaques Chapel died today, one day before the Tour 2008 starts tomorrow. It’ll be weird listening to the radio and not hearing him, I’ll miss him so much.  Her’s to you Jaques. Thank you.