That's Julien in the background. We'd corresponded over e-mail for a number of years when I ran Absorb. We finally met on the Acid on Sea boat party in August 2005. Thoroughly nice bloke and really posh (he's got a double-barreled surname). Julien runs Kultureflash, a cultural newsletter for London.

I can tell its a labour of love for him. The silly bugger has just spent the past 72 hours avoiding sleep to get the special summer issue out. Probably fueled through a mix of instant messaging and minimal techno.

Needless to say Kultureflash fucking rules. Beautifully presented (the images that headers the site are usually stunning) with a minimal approach to typography and layout allow for a clear read. A hand-picked digest of what's happening in London for the coming week. Film, art, fashion, talks and of course music. Grouped by day, with more links embedded in the previews than you care to mention.

It's exhaustive, entertaining and possibly the finest guide to cultural London there is online (TimeOut's website is still too clunky....well you try using it).

My involvement? Well, I'm a senior writer now. The senior probably referring to the fact that I'm older. I'd like to tell Julien that I carefully consider and thoroughly research all my write-ups, but that would be bullshit. What actually happens is that I initially agree to do them, then forget during the week and then knock'em out just before the issue is going to bed. For that I can only apologise. Deadlines and me don't see eye to eye.

Anyway. Sign up, immerse yourself and if you spot any really hackneyed journalist cliches in amongst the quality writing....you know who to blame.