Saturday, 31 December 2011

Monday, 5 December 2011

googletranslate

This page is not falling on my door Cold wild wind has come Girls go together And some are still missing

I went to a party Looking for some fun But I found a dark corner I'm still waiting for some missing

No, I do not have to face Blues I see them all I miss those arms that held me When it was all for love

I wonder if it's a pity "Leaving, we startThere is a place for me And some are still missing

Saturday, 15 October 2011

i found out

I was shy to share some photos. Some of them paint places in a bad light. They weren't chosen for that purpose and you can't help what you've seen but I'm horribly diplomatic and have developed an aversion to offending people or rocking boats.
I had something else to say but it has run away.

2009







into darkness

"I never read novels; they are too full of ideas and none of them are one's own!"

I bought these today.





Thursday, 6 October 2011

Tuesday, 4 October 2011

bottoms up

I attended one wedding, one christening and one confirmation this Summer. 2/3 christian things. 2/3 with alot of champagne. 

Saturday, 3 September 2011

Clementine

The same weekend, Clementine's christening, Kent.
There is a popular description among my family for legs like these; squeezy knees. I am still convinced I've got fat knees. I'm getting over it.

Fred's table tent



How to make an afternoon nap fun for a 3 year old: sheets over a table outside and call it a tent.

my next venture

I want to travel by cargo ship to America.
Next Summer may be long enough.
Good for book reading.


cargo ship

Friday, 2 September 2011

the tasting rooms 2008

I had walked past this building a few times since it burned down. I'd never visited it when open; it looked expensive. I took these photos borrowing a friends camera. I had not yet found my own.
The gate was padlocked but loose enough to squeeze through. 

We found leftover crockery and there was even full bottles of booze left unshattered. I stood in the lift. It was very soft underfoot but I found the walls were of that rough, scraping metal texture that made you shiver with the friction against your clothes.

I liked it!

The place has since been cleared but nothing has been put in its place.
The gate has the same padlock on it but has been double over the last time I checked.





 excellent colours and smell