Posted by Jeni in Ad Infinitum | 1 October 2009

Boil for an hour in vinegar. Put them on the window sill to dry. Take them round to the butchers, Catz in Brick Lane, or anyone who has a proper vice and drill.

String em up and remember what it was like when you were young and kids actually played conkers.

Last night I was fed by two astrologers in Morden. They talked about Pluto, Neptune and other assorted facts about Uranus. It was really interesting. They drove me home and I fell into bed having pigged out on trines, squares and conjunctions.

Tonight I bought B some fancy bangles - she is finally better - and supper at Yuatcha, a Japanese Restaurant which is so cool I got lost in the lavatory. I couldn't identify the handles, let alone the tap. When the water came out it cascaded over undulating stones, there were no hand towels and the room was so dark I walked into four cubicles before I finally found the exit. My hands were wet so the huge door handles slipped out of my fingers, when I re-emerged into the cool whiteness of the dining room I looked like I'd negotiated Mount Fuji. The bill could have bought us a two way ticket to Kyoto, but hey when in Yuatcha you gotcha do what yuatcha gotcha do.... yes i know!

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1. At October 1, 2009 7:52 PM christian wrote:

Well at least you washed your hands, which is a change x

2. At October 3, 2009 7:34 AM Rhianon wrote:

Conkers. Collect a few and scatter them about the house. I'm told by Ian, a pal of mine, that this keeps spiders at bay. Course, if you like spiders, well, there you are then.

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