I found this graffiti in an alleyway by a newsagent near where I live in Longbridge, Birmingham. Is it possible that it was perpetrated by a fan of Karlheinz Stockhausen, the avant-guarde German composer, who perhaps most famous for his seven-part opera cycle ‘Licht’? I wouldn’t have said that where I live there was particularly rich seam of opera-lovers, to say the least, so I found it a little jarring to pass the daubed tribute on a recent walk to the aforementioned newsagent. Admittedly, Birmingham did recently host the first complete performance of the ‘Mittwoch’ opera from Licht, so perhaps a fresh stock of Stockhausen fans have been created in the city.

I will be sorely disappointed if I’m told that there is in fact just a growing community of patriotic migrants from one of the small districts in Germany that share the name ‘Stockhausen’ living in the area, who like to zealously promote their former hometowns with such vandalism.


I distinctly recall, while watching Pride & Prejudice a few years ago, thinking to myself that it was really strange that people would go visit some rich person’s house, and that such a thing would be acceptable. 

Aston Hall is no longer some rich person’s house, it’s a museum. It still felt very much like stepping back in time to tour the place, which was someone’s family home for a very long time. And being in the house felt extremely Downton Abbey. (Especially the kitchen, in the basement.) It was actually very cool, and I’d recommend it if you are in the area of Birmingham UK. The link above goes to Wikipedia- the place has some awesome stories. 


English breakfast: when I first had it, the fam and I went around the corner from their place to this little diner. Unfortunately it was much earilier than I usually get up, and at that time of the morning I just am not that hungry, let alone hungry for large amounts of meat, let alone large amounts of blood sausage. I taste-tested everything (and enjoyed everything) but I barely put a dent in the full English breakfast, bringing shame and disgrace upon my family. Mocking to follow for years to come.