It's been a funny old week.... out of the metrolops for the first time in almost 2 years & fetched up in Cardiff - looking like noah-territory - for a couple of days... not done any work worth calling work while the uncertainties continue... and greatful for the break occasioned by the best part of 2 days spent in the always delightful company of my favourite young journalist, including a trip to the Cartoon Museum to see, inter alia, a great set of Giles cartoons followed by a delicious, lazy lunch in the 'dome' restaurant at the British Museum... then, to cap it all, an epicurean extravaganza last evening in the magnificent, majestic surroundings of Hélène Darroze at The Connaught, in wonderful company - a flame-haired beauty and her super-suave swain - to celebrate a 'very special' birthday of said flame-haired beauty who, it has to be said, looked drop-dead GORGEOUS!!!
And then it was today... and time for a rest, methought! However, itchy fingers prevailed & a landscape I'd been trying to begin was abandoned, scraped down and cleaned off to be replaced by this...
... it's the beginning of something... although I'm not sure yet quite where it's going...
... however, I think it's now time to try to eat a simple meal of spaghetti with oil and garlic, washed down with a bottle of fizz, while I listen to...
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Neil Young - Harvest
via FoxyTunes
... however, I think it's now time to try to eat a simple meal of spaghetti with oil and garlic, washed down with a bottle of fizz, while I listen to...
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Neil Young - Harvest
via FoxyTunes
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