“I remember one time Bill was sitting in my living room, in a flat in Cornwall Gardens. Kenneth Tynan had just said the f-word on television, on a late night show, and there was uproar throughout the country. I used to bait old Bill mercilessly - I used to like to get his dander up! I said, “What about Ken Tynan the other night?” “Disgusting!” said Bill. “And on television! You wouldn’t come into someone’s living room and use fucking language like that!” I nearly fell off the sofa. He was a man of contradiction, was Bill.”Peter Purves talking about working with William Hartnell to DWM. (via bibliophile1887)
Jenny Owen Youngs opening up for Frank Turner at the Royale Nightclub.
I like that my hair kind of looks like one of those glass spheres you buy at Spencer’s Gifts, full of tiny light beams that magnetize to your fingers when you touch the surface.