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Saturday, 15 January 2011

Invisible wife

Soft whisperings in town. Just where is Henry? He was supposed to return from Germany in October. Word is out that the invisible wife tried to sell his house next door but Spain has changed. It is no longer so easy for people to forge signatures and bribe the local officials. Quite a few local mayors are locked away at the moment.
House deals are no longer conducted in bars over a glass of brandy. The Italians have left long ago to be replaced with six foot five Russians.
I don't miss the sounds of Henry throwing up in the mornings but I hope he is okay. Nobody here would look for him.

Friday, 14 January 2011

Tatooed lady who sees ghosties.

Time for a cup of tea...

New hat?

My new year resolution? A medieval tale for horrible, if I can just quieten down the clammering ideas department in my head...

I have now got hold of some video editing software so will be getting Captain Mac on the go again.

It is 18C outside. Everybody is shouting, "Stop the madness!" but a warm, light face is a big bonus for January.

You Must First Invent The Universe

Thursday, 13 January 2011


Artrage Studio Pro. Full of glitter and gold.
Last year's wild flowers are beginning to show above ground amongst the marigolds and wild strawberries.  A real soul- lifter.

Monday, 10 January 2011

Un soupir - Maria Linnemann - Anne Mari Hagen

A lot of classical guitarists think it perfectly dreadful etiquette to smile in any shape or form during a performance. I disagree. This lady has a smile like a shooting star at the end of every piece. I will be happy if one day I can play as surely and movingly as she can. Thank you Anne Marie.