• my diary

    it’s hot in the city…

    And hello from my gloriously chilly Victoria pad – I’m feeling far better than I could have been, having made an executive decision upon my earlier arrival to bail in the direction of the 38 bus and the Royal Academy’s Summer Exhibition, an old favourite of mine that I’ve not had chance to get to for a couple of years…

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    i’m still here – yay!

    Well it’s been a lively few weeks to say the least. By way of a caveat I should say that this is now the sixth draft that I’ve sat down to write and not had time to finish – sorry! The (mostly) lovely weather from a fortnight or so ago now seems to be back with a vengeance, its previous…

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    la-la-la-la-la-America!

    Well it’s my first day back in my little flat for a whole week – hooray! I hope everybody else had a suitably languid and lo-fi Bank Holiday weekend – I speak as someone who only got dressed at all yesterday when it became clear that the milk was on the turn and there would be no afternoon brew unless…