Chelsea to pick up this second hand Liatorp. Habemus shelves!
Now I need another one to place on the left side (and hide those ghastly holes from the previous shelf solution).
Month: March 2021
It’s her time again.
Tulips from Lidl.
Wherever we go.
“What reconciles me to my own death more than anything else is the image of a place: a place where your bones and mine are buried, thrown, uncovered, together. They are strewn there pell-mell. One of your ribs leans against my skull. A metacarpal of my left hand lies inside your pelvis. (Against my broken ribs your breast like a flower.) The hundred bones of our feet are scattered like gravel. It is strange that this image of our proximity, concerning as it does mere phosphate of calcium, should bestow a sense of peace. Yet it does.
With you I can imagine a place where to be phosphate of calcium is enough.”
(Extract from “And our faces, my heart, brief as photos”, by John Berger)
Carelessness.
Of course I had to drop coffee all over the only bag made of silky fabric I own. Let’s see if I can clean it without destroying the print. Fuck my life.
In the air.
S P R I N G
Forsythias and camelias are out; cherry trees and magnolias almost there. Derby popped for a visit; he is our neighbour’s ginger cat and a while ago he spent a lot of time on our doorstep – we later discovered his owners had been away and he was just lonely. He’s a cutie. Diesel hates his guts though. :)
I love big knits and I cannot lie.
One down.
Normal days are on again.
Birthday Boy.
Curiosity, laziness, lunacy.
Mangia.
Stuff I Ate.
Strawberry tarts (Lidl), creamy white chocolate Moser Roth (Aldi), ciabatta with bacon (homemade), “polish” wafers (Lidl). The tarts and wafers are not too sweet (wafers tasted of my childhood; can’t remember last time I had one) and the ciabatta from Lidl bakery is so good you need to get there early before they sell out.
Hello Lolla 