Alas. I can’t make the next B3TA meet. So I won’t be able to meet the brother of namesake.
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Monthly Archives: February 2004
a weekend was special
when they were all there
Okay, Glastonbury again. If anyone wants to come with me, mail me. Possibly nearer the time. Link is via my name in the graphic top left.
just found an Orb cd. It rocks. It also reminds me that I must transcribe to cd the recording I made of Bill Drummond doing his talk of “how to be an artist”.
Here is Alex.
Alex is sitting.
Here is the whisky bottle.
The bottle is empty.
There is a glass on the table. It is full of whisky.
Look at Alex. He is wearing a silly face.
NEW WORDS: Just, put, a, bullet, in, my, brain.
Driving around the harbour on the way up to the new house was a luxury, as it took a circular diversion from the main road, when we were already excited about having seen the restaurant called the Angry Cheese. If we arrived when the tide was out then all of the boats would be stuck in the mud, and there would be gulls picking at scraps from the bed.
Just past the harbour proper, where fishermen used to haul in their catches the air smelt heavy of uncooked supper, there was a jetty, and then the long straight prominade with the fairground at either end. The one near the railway crossing was the best, it had an old galloping horse ride and a long plastic slide, bigger than a helter skelter, where twice I got friction burns when my hand slid down on the plastic.
You could walk the length of the beach from here, up to the steep steps that took you back to the new house, or just go part way and then back along the side of the railway track with the trains hooting and the passengers waving, and the watercress growing on the side, ready to be transplanted into the lunchtime salad.
I want to go to Glastonbury.
Anyone want to come?
T-shirt project:
Nothing,
is what you think.
I’d hate to be a peanut in a calorie factory.
I was going to post something profound. But I was sidetracked by the lovely bottle of Bisen vodka that I received for my birthday. So I won’t.
I did just get a vague idea for a plot wih the resolution of some kind of long standing problem when two people are talking on web cams, one goes for a beer or whatever and puts the computer down, and the other seesthe shelf behind. No doubt I shall never write it.
I appear to be writing longer thoughts.
How oddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd.