What day is it for goodness sakes? Thursday. Right then - so what happened to Tuesday and Wednesday? Gawd only knows. I've been banging away (steady!) at this essay like a man possessed. Tuesday - just essay. That's all I did. From the time I got up until the time I went to bed - oh actually I did stop to watch This Life...10 Years On which was outstanding. Brought back lots of memories and sent shivers down my ginger wine. I particularly enjoyed seeing the old gang prancing around drunkenly to the Manics in Miles' ridiculously posh garden. Ah, the
m were the days...Our Design for Life and all that. At least Egg's still got good taste, listening The Kills as he chops up his veggies. Best line - Miles: 'Who are the Kaiser cheeses?'On Wednesday I was at the Guildhall Gallery by opening time to spend a couple of hours in the company of Frith's The Derby Day, Life at the Seaside (Ramsgate Sands) and The Railway Station. I scribbled down lots of notes and then shot off to the British Library to wade through the mountain of books which had accumulated on my request list. What a productive way to spend a day...and what better in the evening that a dose of Celebrity Big Brother? High brow to low brow - who doesn't want Leo Sayer to win - although I am tempted to back Cleo cos Kenny would've liked it.
The pictures this year are, on the whole, going to be entirely random by the way - just things that catch my eye, like rusty nails at head height.
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