Monday, 27 September 2010
New tin alert! Oh lamby!
Yes, another brilliant new tin has been purchased. It is definitely in my top three. Soon I am going to see if I will be allowed to display all my tins somewhere in the house. It's a crime not to.
Thursday, 23 September 2010
It's not all cats, cats, cats
Skopolos = cat land
Holidayed on the Greek island of Skopolos - an island where you can't walk two meters without seeing another gorgeous cat. I was like a Pied Piper to the cats (mainly due to having a bag of cat biscuits on me at all times) and I made many a good friend, including two 'they could be models!' kittens who lived at our apartment. They didn't stop hissing at me - ferels! - but on the last day one sat on my foot and after I left our door open at night one slept on our chair and another behind the microwave. I'd made a breakthrough. But I miss them so much. It breaks my heart.
Time for a holiday
Sunday, 12 September 2010
Thursday, 9 September 2010
Fever hooRay
Saw Fever Ray at Brixton yesterday. Amazing. Through the smoke you could just make out Fever Ray wearing a crazy headpiece that sometimes made her look like a giant dragon lizard and sometimes like one of the Banana Splits. The band dressed like old men with hunchbacks, and danced like they were digging their own graves. Kind of scary but brilliant all the same.
Oh deers
There we were, minding our own business, eating our tasty picnic in Richmond Park, when a whole load of deer came to take a drink in the stream. It was brilliant!
Oh dear
When you get to my age it seems that even the simplest things can be very dangerous. I managed to fall over (perhaps over my own feet) whilst I was out running. The consequences are a black eye and painful cuts to my knee, shoulder, elbow and head. How ridiculous!
ps) does my hand usually look like a wrinkled old rag?
ps) does my hand usually look like a wrinkled old rag?
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