October 2007

Pop-ups (31 October 2007)

The sharp air cut through my befuddled head. I meditated, and researched words for the book. So I went and bought washing up liquid and three newspapers from the corner shop. The corner shop is on The Square. Rather than...

Spider Woman (30 October 2007)

The new clock, hanging on the wall in the bedroom, gave me a real feeling of security. Why? I have no idea. But I woke up and it made sense of the day. The light was very bright, the sun...

The Savages (29 October 2007)

I was doing my shopping in Waitrose - ok I know its a supermarket but if I have to stock up then at least Waitrose has a conscience. I was wandering round buying bio-degradable bin bags when my phone went....

Hello Eeen.... (28 October 2007)

Todays LBC was all about Halloween. TONY EDWARDS talked about the history of the Pagan festival from The Celts to now, told us a story, sung us a song, the least I could do was invite him back. Rupert Ponsonby...

Hickory Dickory Dock..... (27 October 2007)

it's 23.03, although for the sake of my body clock it's only 3 minutes past ten. The clocks go back tonight and I'm pleased about that, an extra hour in bed. I have to change the time on the cube...

Picture perfect. (26 October 2007)

The river was up today grey and swirling. My mood was a bit like the river. My printer had broken down and so had my patience. I had a shower, got dressed then Jim and I bussed it into Piccadilly....

From Beer to BAFTA (26 October 2007)

Sometimes my days are so full I forget myself. Today was such a day. It started out with a blitz of the flat, a call on the phone, a write of the diary, a call on the phone, a meditate,...

Mr. & Mrs. B's Night Up West. (24 October 2007)

Mr.& Mrs.B. go out for a date. They spend 100 on tickets to go to the theatre in the West End. Its a very nice theatre with lots of famous people in the audience and a cast of exemplary actors....

A day in the life of a superstar........ (24 October 2007)

Hooveringironingwashing shoppingcookingsweeping shoutinglaughingcrying writingthinkingscreaming walkingdrivingrunning scrubbingdustingsweeping talkinglisteningwatching fightingcleaningweeping packingloadingspending moaningyawningsweeping moppingscrubbingeating bathingreadingsleeping zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...

Goosey Goosey Gander (23 October 2007)

Today Jackson was 13 years of age. Jim and I sang him Happy Birthday. He 'herrumphed' a thank you, a kind of breathy neigh. I called up B, she shouted out Happy Birthday - he barked his thanks. I called...

Chicken Soup and Pate (21 October 2007)

21.46 of a Sunday. It 's cold round the ankles and the moon is half full. The first chicken soup of the season is bubbling away on the back burner; me knaidlach, (matzo-meal dumplings) have risen to the surface nicely...

Pensive Ponderings (19 October 2007)

What a funny time this is. The BBC slashing so many jobs. Perer Fincham resigning. ITV being accused of fraud. Im working in an industry which is tearing itself apart. Fewer and fewer people are able to find work, more...

Mercury Makes You Mad (17 October 2007)

The last four days have been dominated by technological breakdown, resulting in personal 'meltdown'. I know that when Mercury, the planet of communicaton, goes retrograde, things can get a little tricky but the postal strike, internet failure, computer crashing, email...

Other people eat to live...... (13 October 2007)

'The Frieze Art Fair' in Regents Park, was full of arty collectors, rich gallery owners, Richard E Grant and poseurs. Some of the work was good; I particulalry liked Evan Penny's bald man and Pam Ferris lookalike. They hung on...

The Plimsoll Line (12 October 2007)

Jim and I took Jackson for a walk. We met a little Staffordshire terrior who was 16, three pugs who were not, a woman from Halifax, a lady from Leeds and a ream of runners. Then when we got to...

Pearl before swine (10 October 2007)

We have a shed in our garden, it's called 'Le Shed'. One half is my writing shrine the other is where music gets written. Jim has a shed, it's called 'His Shed'. We have another shed in the garden full...

MSU ( 9 October 2007)

Dear Colin, me YAK?! I've never yakked in my life - talked the hind legs off a donkey, now that's different. And dear Janey B, if it ain't the foxes running amok it's the geese that are giving you goose...

lov letters ( 9 October 2007)

Tonight we went and had a meal in a Nepalese Restaurant. The owners name is LOV. Lov is a luv. night night....

It's all lunacy ( 7 October 2007)

Dear Anne, you are absolutely right. The Great Storm was 20 years ago. I should know that because the kid is now 20. I should also know that because I am twenty years older, over the hill and away with...

Community Spirit. ( 6 October 2007)

I can hear the fireworks from Rotherfield Carnival. You can see the purple, red orange and white sparkles way up in the sky. Back in the Great Storm of 1987 the spire of Rotherfield Church went through the roof. You...

These Feet Are Made For Walking ( 5 October 2007)

Jackson and I walked very slowly round the houses this morning. It was a sharp, crisp day. Felt like Sweden tinged with Connecticut. Bulbous blackberries hung in clusters, but I left them alone - in October they belong to the...

She's scored a Haptic! ( 3 October 2007)

Autumn in the cottage has to be seen to be believed. Johnathan's Virginia Creeper is the colour of bergundy wine. The Beech trees are alternately brown and copper, the Michaelmass daisies are out and the smell of fungi pushing through...

Non, je ne regrette rien. ( 2 October 2007)

I dont see the point in having regrets. What is done is done. If I had given any energy to the numerous events that have happened in my life, which in the cold light of day make even me blush,...

Aberdeen Anguish ( 1 October 2007)

The sky feels heavy, my eyebrows have sunk so low they have settled on my top lip like Che Guevara's moustache. My forehead is concertina-ed and there's a very slight niggle of an ache starting at my temples. My clothes...

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