searching for the source of the limpopo… finally got out the car park once we realised boats prefer the wet stuff
suprisingly idyllic meander up river… swimming midst floating willow blossom and the dance of iridescent dragonflies
paddle
Month: May 2018
leaky buckets
ha! marvelous, how can humble iford contain such ROCK exuberance! Go buckets go! wonderful grooving may-opatra xx
super mario / star wars
super mario versus star wars mash up, playaastation, hove lawns, fab fun… seen b4 elsewhere, but my fave snaps from marie and mays haul x
‘helping out’… mostly consisted of dressing up as a waggle bottomed yoshi or a stormtrooper armed with an inflatable banananana
chew tobacca and daft wader! tho disappointingly i proved unable to master chewwys distintive warble… wawaaarawagghh… i just came to an agonised glottal full stop.
harry wedding
No they are not Lizards! Preposterous! Clearly merely as Reptilian as me… and anyway as everyone knows, not a jot of Royal blood in the fellow
hawthorn tincture
hawthorn tincture day!
froth of white blossoms galore on the hillside, sacred to venus aphrodite, i’ve been thinking to garner them for the last week… but was waiting until the moon was waxing rather than waning… when you don’t know what your doing always helps to make it up
broadly take some scissors and snippety snip the flowers and tender young leaves, above the woody bit basically, i was nibbling blossoms non stop and such a refulgent pong!
shove flowers into a demi john, souse with the cheapest wodka lidl can provide… hide in a dark cupboard for a month (tincture not me!)
Rachmaninov! you know its going to be good when named after a melodramatic Russian piano noodler!
ah i love writing the same post every year! seasonal circular… but hawthorn, may, member of the Rose family, the best medicine for a broken heart and most other cardiovascular conundrums!
oh listening to this its got that ‘all by myself’ melody, blooming Rachmaninoff ripping off 1970’s soppy ballads
Protected: cycle to mums
Protected: wenger boy
no fit state
Ha! No fit state. State fit no! X
grab a goth
its international grab a goth day (in my head if nowhere else)… what better for a sunny morning!?
to celebrate buying a new as yet unworn t-shirt (£3) in tk maxx several months ago… its like scribbled on in purple smoke!
i raided the kids wardrobes trying to find suitable blackness… astonishingly i have nowt myself.. this look is slightly podgy Robert Smith… tho must buy face whitener and mascara
my main experience of being a goth was running around Napoli with jane and the italian ‘darks’ back in the late 80’s… all night clubs and funniculars, eye liner and lion statues
anyway the morning ‘updating cv’ going well so far… suspect i may be bored
i’m off with a Raven to loiter in a graveyard, practicing my cheek bone sharpening exercises… anyone got any sanctuary to sell?
smOOthe ZOOOOming
enuff of that walking trudge nonsense… neo-plod-olithic! back to the smOOthe ZOOOOming
Finn and I out for a training ride with London to Brighton coming up… a sunny may day and work a little quiet (hmm)
we both made it up Seaford head… Finn flew, oh to be 21, whilst i dropped into granny gear and grim ground it out… impressive bit of puff!
could probs both make L2B without too much practice, but training ride a fun thing to do on when both at a lull
coming back down was a cheerful hurtle!!
ha! looking at snaps side by side he’s twice the size of me… what do they feed these whippersnappers nowadays! x