Every time I pass this tree on my way to the shop, I think of Jurassic Park.

Today I walked through what is apparently the world's first reinforced concrete underpass. It runs under Norwood Junction station in south London, and according to the plaque above its entrance was opened on 31 July 1912. If I'd waited till next week I could have wished it a happy birthday.

Now playing ('cos it arrived today) and pleasing my ears: an audience recording of Tangerine Dream live in Brussels, 1976. Very sturdy CD sleeve - perhaps the sturdiest cardboard one I own, outside of box sets. Chunky and glossy, with inner sleeves for the discs. Not gonna fall apart any time soon.

After visiting the newly restored @cpdinosaurs.bsky.social in Crystal Palace Park on Saturday, I had a flick back through my photos of them from over the years. Here's an iguanodon in June 2018, June 2025, and July 2026. "All right there, Iggy. You know the pose, mate - let's do this!"

A headless Dante, overlooked by the Crystal Palace transmitter and a painterly sky, yesterday afternoon.

Found these unscratched scratch cards in a cobwebbed corner of my King Kong collection. There's a potential £150,000 here but, nah, keep 'em intact, man - mint condition or bust! (Coin for illustrative purposes only. Twenty three years after the closing date, I really don't want to know...)

Saw a Cyberman trapped in a bin. #DoctorWho #FacesInThings

Nice waveform. You can tell that the producer has really pushed the boat out. (Pic: South Norwood Country Park, this morning - a lovely wander in cooler temps!)

A couple of snaps of @warringtonruncorn.com from yesterday's electronic all-dayer at Iklectik in Peckham. A cracking set - at one point, a chap behind me shouted "tune!", to which I wholeheartedly concur - and, as you can see, a great view too.

A snapshot of @sulkrooms.bsky.social at yesterday's electronic all-dayer at Iklectik in Peckham. An intense and, I'm gonna say, shamanic* performance, it was one of my favourite sets of the day. * Dynamic and clearly from within. He broke on through, man.

On the way home this evening, the weather turned thunderous. So I pointed my phone at the sky, hoping to get a decent frame of lightning at 120fps. I'm pretty happy with this. I've cropped space from the right, so the pic's square, but I've otherwise tweaked nothing. The black line is a tram cable.

There's an example here that matches: www.worthpoint.com/worthopedia/... The owner writes that he's had the book since "I was a little boy", and that it was "signed by Malcolm Hulke during a visit to his home in the spring of 1978". Pic's a bit small but the sig looks the same to me. Nice find!

A few snaps from last night's talk, 'The Fortean and Folklore Origins of Hookland', at The Bell, London E1 - written and presented by @hookland.bsky.social creator David Southwell. 'Twas a delightful deep-dive into the catalysts for, and influences on, this strange, enchanting, open-source world.

Many years ago I visited Alderney and discovered that their postboxes are blue. I didn't clock it at the time but the one I photographed is Victorian - and is apparently the only VR box on the island. They also have yellow phone boxes. (Unexciting bins, though, you'll note.)

Kyle Dixon & Michael Stein at the Roundhouse? Don't mind if I do.

Here's my attempt to give the new Tangerine Dream album a celebratory entrance. Disc one has since crawled in what remains of my tinnitus-ravaged ears and worked its way into my cerebral region (aka 'the noggin'). Feels good.

Does it still have a charging port? If so, you should be able to get an adapter for not too much money. Here's my lightning-to-3.55mm one. Cabled earphones make me feel 100 years old when I'm out and about, but I kinda like that. I'm sure I'd lose wireless ones quite quickly to a passing drain.

Stumbled across this scene in a Westminster park. Had a flashback to that bit in The NeverEnding Story.

Here's my soggy bottom (I'd just clambered over a stone wall) photographing gothic duo @deadlight-dance.bsky.social in Bowden Hill yesterday. I railed it over to Wiltshire to snap the chaps in various locations, and indeed poses. Look/listen out for their new album, Vox Populi - coming soon.

I love this Christmas card, from my mum-in-law. Unsettling festive customs and iconography deserve a bigger look-in, I think. (Now seems like a good time to mention that 'God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen' scared me as a kid, and I still find it a bit unnerving. So much for tidings of comfort and joy...)

Went to Bromley to look for Christmas presents. Came home with an ex-library hardback of The Woman In Black - for myself, of course. Despite loving the TV film, I've never read the book. It's a large-print edition too, negating my other purchase: new reading glasses from Poundland.

Yesterday I cantered on over to the Horse Hospital in Bloomsbury for a 'hauntological holiday happening'. Ethereal dreamscapes from The Balloonist, and unnerving electronica from @hiddenbritain.bsky.social, accompanying their film Wren's Nest. Plus an episode of Dramarama! Xmas as it should be done.

Ah, good luck in your quest! This is the stuff that keeps us going, isn't it? My poster isn't in too bad a shape. The perforated connection to the sleeve is a bit fragile, but it's hanging on in there. I wonder whether there'll be a 50th anniversary release of some sort next year...

A fine choice, and well put! The score is the absolute heart of Kong '76. I like it so much I've bought it four times... so far. 😄

Still got the signed poster (yeah, like I was gonna bin it 😄).

These landed yesterday: the expanded Carpenter/Carpenter/Davies scores for Halloween Kills/Ends - not films I love but I dig the music, and there are 35 previously unreleased cues here. A reflection in this pic makes it look like I've got my hand around Mr Myers' neck. Was gonna retake but... nah.

Last night I watched Antrum (2018), which purports to be a cursed '70s film that could kill viewers. The prologue set up the conceit well enough to make me a tad nervous, and I found the film pleasingly off-kilter. Cracking music too, by Alicia Fricker. The main theme, especially, is <chef's kiss>.

Remembering the days when choosing a font meant browsing the racks of Letraset* in WHSmith. #Fanzines * Other brands of dry-transfer lettering were available.

Every week on here I see the #TOTP hashtag and think: 'I ought to dig out the pics I took last year of those neon signs in God's Own Junkyard, in Walthamstow.' And this week I've got my bum in gear and done it. I'm pretty sure these are originals.

I searched for the quote on archive-org, and found it in a Jung collection. I've screen-grabbed the snippet below, and here's a link so you can see the source and further context: tinyurl.com/carljungquote (sorry for the redirect - the original URL is super-long).