I quite like arts supply shops but hover in them like a eunuch in a brothel. I wish I could draw ...
Strolling past the allotments yesterday.
26th Jan 2009, 11:30
Visited the Aylesbury Museum yesterday. I wanted to see the holograms and we thought the kids would like Roald Dahl gallery.
Holograms - huge technological innovation marred by terrible, terrible sense of taste.
Roald Dahl Gallery was lots of fun though mostly only tangentially associated with the man himself. I'd read pretty much all of his writing for grown ups when I was a teenager and apart from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory was pretty much oblivious to the fact he was a children's author. I do remember thinking there was a touch of the misanthrope running through his books and on top of that, a weird sort of fear of women (with their big red devouring mouths and wily seductive ways). And so now when I encounter Roald Dahl, the twinkly-eyed Grandfather I'm just a little perlexed. But then, maybe his gruesome kids tales came from the same place. That said, the kid's books really are a joy to read out loud ... unlike Enid Blyton.
24th Jan 2009, 13:14
Griff turned 9 yesterday. For his birthday treat we took some of him and some of his friends out for bowling and eats. Griff won! Double treat.
22nd Jan 2009, 19:20
Terrible photo but you know, it was sneakily snapped. At a film masterclass at the University of London - a special session with New Zealand performer/musician Don McGlashan. Very intense and fascinating.
He appears to believers and non-believers alike.
20th Jan 2009, 09:20
19th Jan 2009, 14:02