Oh I really do like writing these Sunday round-up posts. I forgot they take forever to write but hey! They make me feel like a proper blogger again 😀
This week I’ve been watching…
Two things in particular stuck out for me this week, the first being Linda Geddes’s 12 minute BBC Future video on “the mysterious noise driving the world mad”.
Since the 1970s, many people across the world have reported hearing a faint humming sound. To some it’s a low pulsating sound, to others it’s more of a buzz. Whether you hear it as a quiet rumble or a constant vibration, it’s inescapable and irritating…especially given nobody has been able to explain where it’s coming from.
This haunting short looks at “the Bristol hum” in particular, as the south west city has an unusually high number of people all reporting to hear the same as yet unidentified sound. Unplugging the fridge, router or phone doesn’t help, but leaving Bristol can provide some relief.
It’s a gorgeously curious phenomena, although that’s easy for me to say as I am not being plagued by it. Is it some sort of government conspiracy? Or is it, quite literally, all in the head? And if the latter, why do multiple people hear the same thing in the same places?
It’s a beautifully paced film with some great interviews, almost tip toeing on the edges of sci-fi thriller. You can see why people in some cities have been driven mad by this anonymous hum.
Watch it here.
The second thing that really stuck out for me this week came from the BBC again: Phoebe Waller Bridge’s Fleabag on BBC Three. I already wrote about my love for the show in last week’s The Week That Was, but having now seen the fourth episode it deserves another shoutout as the Hugh Dennis scene caught me completely off-guard and moved me to tears.
I was watching it in the bath and generally feeling quite moved by the relationship between the two sisters as we’re getting to know them better, then the Hugh Dennis scene kind of came out of nowhere and really knocked me for six in its simplicity. Maybe I was being hormonal, but I thought it was special.
You can watch the fourth episode here, but obviously start from the beginning if you’re yet to watch the other episodes. I love how the stories are developing.
Sticking with the BBC Three theme for a sec, the third series of People Just Do Nothing started this week and whilst I haven’t had time to watch the first episode yet, the trailer reminded me why Grindah is still my number one lyrical don…
I find it hard to imagine there’s anyone out there left to discover the Kurupt FM greatness, but all of the first and second series of PJDN are on iPlayer and you should start there before treating yourself to series three. I CANNOT WAIT TO WATCH IT.
Naturally I relished Bailly/Pogba/Zlatan’s general greatness on Friday night but I also really enjoyed G-Nev’s return to MNF and thought this interview was really honest. Can’t be easy to have to go back to your old job because you’ve failed so publicly at trying something new. It’s worth a watch as he’s very candid in it. I don’t think you need to like football to find it interesting.
I went to Chiswick on Tuesday to visit the Sipsmith distillery. It was a really fun tour as I’ve already covered here but aside from the actual Sipsmith bit, it reminded me how much I love this part of London. I’d never really walked around the residential streets of Chiswick before as I’ve only visited for dinner in the past, but my goodness…it’s up there with Kew I reckon for #dreamhousegoalz. I have spent a lot of time on Zoopla since Tuesday.
Then we’ve been in Cheshire since Thursday night for my mother-in-law’s birthday, meaning I’ve had the perfect excuse to go to The Hollies (aka my dream farm-shop) and stare longingly at all the food. I’m worried that browsing the shelves of this place (and, errrr, nibbling the cheese samples) is one of my all-time favourite hobbies…
I’ve been listening to…
I feel like this week has flown by with nary a song played, but I did put Bad on in the car when I got fed up of how crackly the 5 Live Olympics coverage was on the M6. I long for the day where 5 Live is remotely pleasant to listen to in the car. Maybe that’s what the Bristol hum is: 5 Live desperately trying to reach across the airwaves. (I’m bitter because I got a new car radio fitted JUST FOR 5 LIVE and the signal is still shocking).
I’ve been eating and drinking…
I tried new Kings Road restaurant Chicama on Sunday night. It had only been open a couple of weeks at that point and we weren’t intending to go but as our fave Italian next door was unexpectedly closed (gotta love Italians in August, they know how to live life right) we thought we’d give this exceptionally trendy-looking place a go.
It’s from the same folk as Pachamama in Marylebone (which we’ve not tried) and we weren’t sure what to expect but the menu promised “Peruvian seafood” and there were enough vegetable dishes for me to make it enticing. Plus the open plan pink marbled decor was pretty much my dream million dollar kitchen so I was happy just to spend an evening in what felt like a Pinterest board come to life.
Without a doubt, the standout dish was the fried aubergine with plantain miso and crushed pecans. It doesn’t look handsome, but it was an exceptional interpretation of the humble aubergine – even rivalling the similarly sticky miso version from Kurobuta a few doors down.
The chimichurri & huancaína sauce with the roasted cauliflower was another favourite and ST said the Tiger’s Milk oysters (apparently delivered fresh daily from Cornwall) were the best he had *ever* had. He doesn’t throw around accolades like that very often, so they must have been very nice indeed. The Piura Porcelana chocolate dessert was also ruddy nice.
It was great food all round really, but you can tell it’s a recent opening and they’re still tinkering with the menus. If you get irate about food arriving in stages, like we do, then you may find your patience pushed. The food is worth it though. Price-wise, let’s just say you know you’re on the King’s Road.
From one glam location to another…Oxford Services!
I’ve never been to a Harry Ramsden’s that doesn’t include an hour long queue in the driving rain and bitter gales blowing off Blackpool beach, so to just be able to walk up to a counter and get a plate of Harry Ramsden chips without any fanfare seems slightly surreal to me. Anyway, this unexpected motorway treat reminded me how much I love chips with mushy peas and beans and loads of vinegar, so I was happy. It may not be the most balanced meal choice but hey, it’s better than some sad bean burger nonsense from Burger King. And we all know service station calories don’t count.
Courtesy of my mother-in-law, I tried my first florentine this weekend in the form of a very special M&S one with dark chocolate, brazil nuts, chilli and coconut.
They’re from their “Spirit of Summer” range so I doubt they’ll be sticking around in the shops for long but if you’re in an M&S and you appreciate that dark chocolate/brazil nut/chilli/coconut is a great combo then you MUST try them.
Lastly, I can finally say that I have eaten a Paul A. Young chocolate. Not just one actually, but TWO. By the time this post goes live, I suspect I’ll have had a bunch more too…
I can’t remember when I first read about Paul but it was aaaaaaaages ago and I’ve been meaning to try his award-winning chocs ever since. I knew how many accolades he’d received and as the store had recently been crowned one of the top ten chocolate shops IN THE ENTIRE WORLD, I was a bit giddy when I realised ST had bought a big box of them for his mum’s birthday celebrations. I’ve never tasted a salted caramel chocolate quite like the one I had last night from this beautiful box of treats. SUBLIME. (Thank you Sue for sharing them, I’m not sure I would have!)
Feels like tonnes but hasn’t been really, although I’ve written some pieces for City airport this week which have made me desperate to book a holiday. Have you been to Bern? I think I really need to go to Bern.
Blog-wise, I’ve linked to my Tickled review and Sipsmith distillery tour posts already but I also wrote about a cake of ketchup and cornflakes from the Biff, Chip and Kipper books and a review of Greek restaurant Opso. If you only read one thing I write this week though (well, apart from this post you’re reading right now) please let it be this post I wrote on meningitis and the friend I lost to the horrible disease.
Next week, I’m looking forward to…
Working through some ideas I’ve had, my Adidas sale order arriving (assuming by some miracle I don’t hate it all), enjoying a long Bank Holiday weekend and maybe deep cleaning the oven and the dishwasher – two tasks which I enjoy far more than I should.
Want more? Last week’s edition is here.