London Notes #11

Today has been a quiet one: sitting in the garden, moving from sun to shade to sun as my temperature gauge determined; gorging on Primo Levi; a side of Frank O’Hara, like a Harissa dressed salad, to pick at idly. But yesterday was a different matter. Yesterday I ventured to the centre alone, as D […]

London Notes #10

Saturday: I forgot to take any photos of the artist at P21 Gallery in King’s Cross making a huge, interactive, calligraphy on a red garage door. Or of bustling Kilburn High Road, where we went next, but zillions of the interior of Folkies, a music shop on that road:   But my camera brain jammed […]

Bad as Me

We got home from our honeymoon late Thursday evening, and if I leave it any longer to write this post I’ll have forgotten everything! But where to begin? Our wedding was a very small, casual affair, we only told the people we invited – my son, Bob, and his wife Regina; Dave’s daughter, Jo, and […]

By Seeking and Blundering We Learn*

Whilst replying to a comment on last Friday’s post I realised I had made my practice sound difficult, or, at least, rather tiresome. Which it isn’t at all. Yes, I’m broke financially, but in every other respect I’m as rich as it gets. I do things I love every single day, even the difficult things […]