...especially when they come in at nearly fourteen to one on my first bet. Sunday afternoon at the races in Shatin.
Mural featuring useful advice on phlegm disposal (right).
Introducing part one (of four) of Spank's Hong Kong & Macau Gallery 2005: Shatin and the New Territories.
Spotted at Archduke wine bar, London.
Spank and The BBG's gallery of pictures from their recent travels in Hong Kong and Macau is currently under construction. We apologise for the delay and any inconvenience this may cause.
(image from the Hong Kong lecky board's road works hoardings - he's performing a gesture of apology)
Cigarette machine at Cargo, Shoreditch.
(part of an ongoing series)
Tom McRae playing live at Cargo in Shoreditch. It bloody is, honestly. Back in 2000 or so, I saw him as a support act at two separate gigs in rapid succession, and I've been a fan ever since. It's good to see that he's now big enough to make small-scale shows like this one feel like something special. He's also developed a handy line in self-deprecating humour, launching into an impromptu encore of Teenage Kicks with the boast "I can even make this one sound depressing..."
Or, more exactly:
a) the auditorium of the ROH just before curtain up:
b) the Champagne Bar an hour or so before the opera started:
c) the Champagne Bar during the interval, once people had realised that getting pissed would be the only thing that would make this show palatable. (Director Robert Lepage shows the occasional glimpse of what he can do with the staging, but not enough to get over the atrocious music and lyrics.)