
The state of Pete
I've been unwell, and will continue to be unwell for a while. This is an account of where that unwellness is at.
I've been unwell, and will continue to be unwell for a while. This is an account of where that unwellness is at.
Got covid again, wrote some blog posts, watched some films, rabbit got ill, hedgehogs appeared in the garden, other stuff.
There was a general election in the UK. It was complicated.
I have boxes containing thousands of zines. I've started scanning them. It's going to take a while. I have time.
Hello, The never ending task of figuring out how best to get my ideas onto the internet and send them to you continues, and this here is the first stab at the latest attempt. In short, it's a roundup of what I've put online in the
There's something nihilistic about George Miller's fifth Mad Max movie and it's got me thinking...
This autumn it'll be the twentieth anniversary of John Peel's death.
A big move of the heaps into the shade begins, and a curious piece of plastic is found.
In this issue, understanding the thermic phases, recording the sounds made by the bugs in the compost heap, and three songs about worms.
In which I revisit my obsession with the concept of Weird having found a useful working definition.
Given my burnout means I'm unable finish any writing I thought it might be useful to record the starts, if only to get them out of my head.
I made a timelapse video of the compost bay being filled, and ponder the best way to bring life back to some dead soil.