At Porthmadog last week. I really do miss being near a beach.
20th Apr 2008, 10:53
... can you guess?
19th Apr 2008, 11:20
Before the damp proofing, there was a year of terrible rain which flushed a red brick colour through onto the walls in our dining room. And now this is to be painted over with green. I've seen psych. hospitals painted this colour and I had my doubts but seeing it up on our walls, I think it will work out.
10th Apr 2008, 16:33
After a week and a half, head down trying to get some serious writing done, I had to go to London for a meeting. Somehow I hit town an hour early so I swerved over to the Photographer's Gallery - Mike Figgis (the film Director - you know, 'Leaving Las Vegas' 'Timecode') had a show there. He's taking shots around Soho and putting 'em straight up on the walls with red tape, changing the exhibition on a daily basis. He was sitting there in the gallery working on his prints of the day when I was strolling around. You gotta check the show out.
I tumbled up through Leicester Square to Piccadilly Circus - had words with a queue jumper in a store. 'Don't panic' he said. I wasn't panicking, just had to raise my voice to be heard over the music. Regents Street, Oxford Street and then suddenly caught myself. Where am I actually meant to be (and they are serving lunch right)? There's something about a sunny day in London, the tourist buzz and those quirky little London corners that just make you want to take your time and meander. But I didn't get any decent pictures - not a single one.
9th Apr 2008, 21:20
Our cat is pretty grumpy sometimes. She even scratched Ariana on her birthday.
1st Apr 2008, 16:03
Dinner out in the garden (put your comic down!). Day outside doing gardening, digging out the compost bin, planting, pulling up weeds. At last!
30th Mar 2008, 20:33
Faces of the doers
Faces of the Thinkers
Harpo Marx was a God?
All at the Easter Egg Trail at Stow Landscape Gardens
25th Mar 2008, 17:04
When we arrived in this town I bought my first bike for Ã?Â£5. It reflected my sense of commitment and expectation that I would actually ride the thing. It turned out that I did - partly motivated by my son's enthusiasm for bikes and my expaindng and then decreasing waistline. I bought my second bike for Ã?Â£13. I wasn't that confident I'd keep it up then either. We were going into winter. It was dark out. I did even though the bike was never really right for me. I bought this bike for much much more ... a lot more actually and here I am riding in the snow. Not going anywhere but just enjoying this bike. It's a sweet ride.
24th Mar 2008, 10:59