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Saturday, 1 May 2010

Coast to Coast

Kid in a Box.

Here's a link to the Catalan song "La Dama d'Arago." I can assure you that our group does not sound like day. We were all present at the cinco yesterday. I only messed up three times. I do not have a natural sense of contratiempo.
It is grey and dreary but the runner beans have sprouted and the rose bush like something out of a Victorian painting.
Everybody is asleep. I'm a bit bored, actually.

Thursday, 29 April 2010

Are You Lying Down?

The workmen are on acid this afternoon. It sounds like cows giving birth.

The arrival of a smashed white van up the road remains a mystery and there's a new nervous dog on the block. In fact there's quite a few white vans at the approach of summer. They all have heavily curtained windows and cracked wing mirrors...and you never see the owners...

Wednesday, 28 April 2010

Swimming Pool.

Alice who used to be Frank is back from painting her new boat. She is going to sail down the French canals this summer with Holly the dog. I think this has the possibility of turning into a "Carry On" film...especially if she wears her purple, satin high heels. She's going to do a blog about it.

I was conversing with the newly sprouted green bean shoots when I heard a curious discussion coming from two of the burly workmen building a pool in the house being renovated out back. You can't help but hear because they don't talk; they shout above the machinery.
"Anyway," says one. "You know the new gym in the next village?"
"Yeah, well, they do depilation."
"They do?"
"Yeah, they got this machine, see, and it's like a laser."
"Yeah, and they put this thing on your arm see and it goes like beeeep....beeeeep."
"It does?"
"Can I come with you the next time."
"Yeah, of course. You got the tile cutter?"

Sunday, 25 April 2010

Hats Off

Some strange people have rented the house up the road. They have a white van and two cars filled with artificial flowers and furry animals and when I said good morning to one of them he looked like I'd shot him or something. Maybe I need a new haircut?

The first cosmos is out...and a cucumber seedling!