pistachio moustache! ‘powerful, contemporary, genius, a work of hirsute follicles, revealing a profound kernel of truth, in which the human spirit may shell-ter… and a nice green wall’… says LRB art critic thelma frogspawn i have suffered for my art, having had to guzzle gorge a huge bowl of nuts all at once… yum its the compulsory nit pickery nut crackery of shelling them which is part of the allure, primordially hunter gather-y! but somewhat (cu)cumbersome, lacking in nuance i can see why da vinci and co moved onto paint
Ant: pistachios have notoriously poor eye sight so this post doesn’t surprise me at all.
hail the hawthorn, majestic queen of the may! volupt of blossom galore a beautiful sun strewn early morning, on the cusp of the full moon and the eve of buddhas birthday (an immortal 2640 years young… ‘happy birthday to you, squashed tomatos and stew’… lot of candles on a very big cake) so hop on my bike to galumph up castle hill and garner the flowers, the whole hillside white froth awash with blossom confetti, it’s deep, rich refulgent pong sacred to venus, 5 Rose petalled flower, forever for affairs of the heart a gentle white rose pink energy for both the physical organ and the heart center so my yearly bash at a ticture… douse with a huge libation of lidl vodka… then forget about it in a dark cupboard for a month! do it… bound to be sensible recipes online then homemade blueberry pancakes with daughter… before realising i’m late for getting on with work… again… where do these days go? oh… and a passing photogenic basil plant roped in for the inevitable photo shoot! xx
Roisin: you are a mystical potion man! will have to come visit you sometime with Jade
aw do so, that’d be fun! we shall quaff gallons of nectar and guzzle buckets of flowers… hope you and da mighty jade have a fab time in berlin, can’t fail xx
Roisin: Aww that would be the sweetest we could fly around the first like bumblie beeeez! Will do will you be bimbling again this year? xx
hope so! a festie where i can skip home across the downs to my own bed, for slumbers, once the sun is up! purrfect… come then if nay before xx
Seeeeeeeeeee-aaaaaaaaa-gulls!!! promoted blooming marvelous, back in the top flight after forever (34 years apparently!) of course i’m the most lukewarm of fair weather fans, but if theres a happiness bandwaggon i want on board!! have managed 5 home games in 18 years, but some kudos for having been to the withdean stadium (shambolic running track where they used to have to play) heres Finn first time at the amex in 2011, today he’s working up there, pulling pints, running one of the kiosks… time and a half as its a bank holiday… pitch invasion… and a rocking mood… me, i’ve a bottle of beer and a mountain of chocolate to guzzle! ha! whoop!
had forgotten what a genius video this is, jeez it’s me at 5 Rhythms!
bluebellage… an unnatural outbreak of wholesomeness… woods with Rocket and Flaps… ‘hertfordshire – less dull than you might imagine’… happy easter groove-lings x
spawning of the leaves! prod, then gentle prompt with such soft, robust sweetness, the urge to be in nature, doused in the immense spirit of playful abundance … golly galloshers yet more sun-SHINE!!! x
first (and of necessity briefest!) sea swim of the year, traditional post and pic again… blooming nippy, but utterly wonderful!! never good to hang around too long when you nary can feel your tootsies or any of the other extremities look how shrunken titchy my arm has become!… and pinkies well pink… but tis always about the turban sparkle blue sea vibrant… ponder blossoms galore… impossible not to love spring days like these!
Jody: Guru Bas says ‘My way is the only way to enlightenment!’
ha! yes. whippersnapper acolyte, the rays of the sun are many and manifest, the depth, the wisdom of the ocean immense, yet beneath the sway of the turban all is one
will you be bimbling again this year? xx
