so cold...subzero england...the sort of put another jumper on we're saving the heating cold...i sold a ring today. extraordinary what people buy; fish knives an cake forks for what? cakestands? lace doilies? actually i have a box but they still are useless...bath this weekend i think, before september dawns in all its fury, and another round of birthdays sacre-bleu

mr jennings i've washed him an dressed him if he can't find he way down to the dining room it isnt my fault

it's peculiar when you squish a mosquito you feel no guilt an yet when squishing those wacking great big blowfliesit's like you've you just ended a life, i mean they really are just disease spreading rats avec wings.
now about the virgin guy didn't he buy a ticket to go up into space, i mean just imagine it being stuck on a spaceship day in day out with the same people. it'd be worse than being on a cruise, at least with a cruise you can go outside. and after a moonwalk or two an a visit to the zero gravity theme park then what? short of the excitement of something going wrong as it always seems to everyweek on startrek...imagine being a flight attendant . oh sweet torture if people on aeroplanes are bad just think...
mind you it'll probably get to the stage where you hire a spaceshipin much the same way you hire a car an go on 18-30s excursions to pluto
an why oh why is doctor who called doctor who...who as in its hard to pronounce or who as in did something wonder what his first name is

any umbrellas, any umbrellas for sale today

missy higgins would be l'australian then

quest for a hobby

well this week i've formed a dislike to watercolour pencils. Infact i think i've always hated them. It's a lovely idea but no matter how many books i read, no matter how many classes i go to try as i might i'm just not cut out for the delicate art that is watercolour pencil painting...perhaps you've got to be over 70 then it just comes natuarally. seach for showpiece goes on. i wonder if butterflys come in albino
have just escaped kitchen; todays project is currently sulking in breadtin...something about being too cold...i forget. have rather definite feeling buddists have right idea, not so sure about orange but i think the no worries thing could work quite well. they do these chants, the same fifteen bars for fifty eight minutes, combined with own version of tai chi an youre swimming

that's right its a football good. now keep an eye out for this 'cause its going to be important

have just made the most enormous mess in culina there's chocolate an rum an double cream absolutely everywhere an after all that faffing the contents of bowl i've since hidden in freezer doesn't even resemble chocolate coffee truffle ripple icecream. sharn't attempt profitiroles just yet...though today has been rather more successful. i even managed not to stall with a car of very lovely looking lads willing me to loudly next door oh bob marley no not bob marley erm that guy sounds like; zut radio calls

at times like these carrying on seems impossible
and eating the entire contents of ones fridge seems inevitable

so for the next five hours six mintues and twenty two seconds

ha ha six thousand eight hundred an seventy three

maybe toad hall

okay so lets say day 7240 about, really should work that out one of these days.
another productive day of picnicing, aimlessly wondering about town, some jolly good street entertainers out today with flaming ladders an all manner of death defying feats, really don't like idea of swallowing flames though, i mean what happens the day you miss...thats every tastebud gone, an how do they practice, how do you learn...extraordinary ooo chester races was on an watched the wee horses trundle round, bless 'em seems rather unfair on horse an most disappointing of all didn't see any hats then again i did find a golf tee last night from harrods so its not all gloom. infact none of its gloom am so tremendously with the program today tis all glorious hockeysticks even more so looking at teenie tiny flats for cat an i...tired now thought must say maybe baby is a true classic actually this morning was a shocker woke up in blissful state of still on holiday only to find it misty an horrid in real world, imagination proves hateful an cold tea utterly wrong