Cracking interview with Will and his brother Jonathan in the Sunday Times the other weekend. Jonathan Self’s The Teenager’s Guide to Money is out now.
Monthly Archives: October 2007
Karl Pilkington on Channel 4
Will is going to appear on Comey Lab: Karl Pilkington — Satisfied Fool on Channel 4 on October 22, 11.05pm. “After disappointing exam results nineteen years ago, Karl Pilkington looks to find out if more intelligence and knowledge will make him happy by meeting some well-known intellectuals.”
Watch it here on YouTube.
Expressway to Damien Hirst’s skull
Will writes about Damien Hirst’s £50 million diamond-encrusted skull
Alison Jackson Confidential
Will has written an essay focusing on celebrity and our uncomfortable relationship to it for Alison Jackson Confidential, published by Taschen, which has been reprinted in the Daily Telegraph.
Psychogeography book tour
Will is going to be doing a number of talks and readings with Ralph Steadman for their new book, published by Bloomsbury on October 22, in November and December
Psychogeography on Night Waves
Will was talking about his forthcoming book, Psychogeography.
11.10.07
Flight of Fancy
Norman Foster comes to me: “I’m sorry,” he moans pitifully, shaking the cuffs of his shirt as if he was Marley’s ghost and they were silken chains. “Sorry…?” I gag on mucous sleep. “What the hell for?”
“Stansted,” the architect wails. “I never should’ve designed it that way. True, it looked good on the back of the envelope — and elegant once my team had put it on the Cad system, but I now realise that it’s a monstrous wedge of a building, a static plane crash of a structure, forever ramming a humungous divot out of the living, beating heart of old England! Aaaargh! Euurgh! Oh woe is little me!”
Growing bald disgracefully
“I went to a barber’s shop in Greek Street, Soho, about a month ago and realised that it was only the third time I have been to one in my entire life. In the mean old brilliantined days, small boys were forced to sit on a plank placed across the arms of the barber’s chair, and this, I contend, made them scowl, because they were the objects of ridicule. Consequently, I refused to go to a barber and preferred to cut off my own hair when necessary.