July 2012

Sun Day (24 July 2012)

So I stepped out this morning, having mowed the lawn. I wore a red daisy sarong and trainers. God Forbid I had an accident there was no underwear, clean or otherwise, to be seen. I left the cottage my head...

Dieu (14 July 2012)

I wonder whether the Great Bon Dieu understands the irony of old age, he takes away sleep when our bodies are in the need of rest. In my case waking at 2-4-6-a.m. is de rigeur. Insomnia is part of the...

Polish News (12 July 2012)

The sun came out. Took my tiny little stop watch into the garden and turned the wooden chair towards the sun. Meditated for at least half an hour and felt the warmth of the rays going through me. Threw open...

33 minutes and 40 seconds ( 7 July 2012)

Now 33 minutes and 40 seconds in London crosses boundaries. Battersea to Chelsea. Clapham to Wandsworth. Hampstead to Camden Town. But 33 minutes and 40 seconds where I live takes you into the rain forest the only boundaries are the...

Housewiffery ( 4 July 2012)

Clock ticking. The thwack of a bird on the window pane. It nearly made it into the bedroom. Managed to relaunch after the window pain. . The post now arrives at 10.30. The letter about an idiot woman who banged...

canary wharp ( 1 July 2012)

I have been staying in Canary Wharf. Eleven floors up in a flat with panoramic views over London. The flat is being payed for by an Olympic outfit that have more money than conscience. Drop a towel and its picked...

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