If the Sex Pistols had even a shred of a sentimental lyric, I would post it here. Unfortunately, they do not. So, I’ll just have to say that I loved my lovely little swimmer a whole, whole lot. He was a great listener and a spectacular dancer. I’ll miss you, my little Sid. Swim in peace, and don’t eat any other fish in heaven.
Watercolor me happy
The panda pot
A darling friend of mine bestowed upon me a pot of bamboo, much to my delight. To know me is to know that I wish I were Japanese, but that’s a story for another day. Though I was very excited about my charming gift, I thought the small reddish pot it came in was a bit of a bore. So, I painted some cute little panda friends on it, as well as Japanese symbols (the ones for “love nature”- cheesy, I know, but at least it’s not tattooed on my lower back). But doesn’t it look nice on my little table?
Hallmark is for wimps.
If only
“Imagine a city where graffiti wasn’t illegal, a city where everybody could draw wherever they liked. Where every street was awash with a million colours and little phrases. Where standing at a bus stop was never boring. A city that felt like a living breathing thing which belonged to everybody, not just the estate agents and barons of big business. Imagine a city like that and stop leaning against the wall – it’s wet.”
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