More uneven writing Painting thrown against the wind Unsettle the scene
Almost got there before it got dark but not quite. The machine looks so very primitive. Really like a wooden structure supporting steel and glass or like some house on stilts standing in the sea.
This appears during Tuesday. Phlegm is building a machine that is holding the other pieces together, suspending them in mid air.
This is there on Monday evening. Doesn’t look like Phlegm I think. Could he have been taking the piss out of my middle class sensibilities?
dense moorish monkish bothering around the path month of may believe
hot day under water trees lichens mat the rocks and wood sorrel springs
I stopped and asked what they were doing. “It’s Phlegm, we’re getting it ready for him, we’re just mates”
We’ve been listening, again and again and again to songs by Jessie J. Following us from place to place, various children singing along at full volume or less or more depending on whether that track was the one they wanted or no. This evening CR asked what a casualty of love was (title of a […]
At the local swimming pool as I arrive in the car and pull up to let the girls out two boys knock on the door. They follow the car and when I get out expressionless they ask for fifty pence to go swimming. The Roma have been moving to this area for a few years […]
I took my daughter to school this morning and the class were cutting out a pirate hat. The teacher had used a shape that included an eye patch (the image shows a similar but more complex model). As the children were cutting, colouring and attaching the strip around the back to hold it onto their […]