December 2009

What's For You Wont Go Past You (30 December 2009)

The rain it raineth every day. The sky is grey. The dustmen have finally been and taken away most of 2009's Christmas. The fridge is bare. The plumber has been to cast his eye over the bathroom. The heater blew...

Battersea this side and that (20 December 2009)

Yesterday was the Kings Road. Lunch in 'Pauls' hot milk with a dash of hazelnut syrup, a baguette and a shared pear flan. We bought gifts for some but not all. Today was Northcott Road. Lunch in an Italian. Earl...

Dosvidanniye Comrade (16 December 2009)

I must go to bed soon, am up at sparrows fart to get to LBC Towers early to interview Catherine Tate. I've eaten the last of the fish pie and a persimmon/sharon fruit or kaka depending on where you were...

The bland leading the bland., (15 December 2009)

Dinner last night comprised four young people, two old people, one cat and several dead fishes. The smoked cod and salmon were scorched in hot milk they shared the pan with one BIG onion, some garden carrots, celery, parsley and...

Twas the Twelth night before Christmas (13 December 2009)

Delia is making Christmas special with her hot oven and roasting pan, Jim's looking for publicity pics for me on HIS computer, the cottage is 51 miles away and the last of the washing is in. The daughter stayed, slept...

Wot me an inverted snob? ( 9 December 2009)

Overheard at the carol concert last night in St. Pauls Church, Knightsbridge. 'Have you thought of 'Wellington' for Harry?' 'My grandfather was the maths master there so....' 'Oh! Harry will love it.' I have never seen so many well heeled...

2000 and Whine ( 7 December 2009)

Two weeks until Christmas and I feel about as festive as an undertaker in Ungava. Dark when I wake up, dark when I get home. All my good intentions to walk in are dashed. I have a bucket full of...

Truss me I'm an agent. ( 2 December 2009)

Met up with the agent in Fiori Corner. I paid for two hot chocolates and tears. He left I sat and nursed my wounds. Being chucked out into the big wide world again is not what I had anticipated for...

Agency Blues ( 1 December 2009)

Tuesday has been strangely long. It feels like I have packed an awful lot into a very short time. But Tuesday was the way of all my days starting at 7.00 and finishing a little time before 2.00. I liked...

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