i'm on the train

wall of cheese and filming
Originally uploaded by etcher67

London: It has come to my notice that of those of you who are not a) wearing sensible shoes and backpacks b) speaking french c) travelling in pre-pubescent dayglo herds are on your mobile phone and complaining about your job. Very loudly. At great length. In a monotone voice.

Whilst I sympathise with your employment plight I should just like to point out that the fifteenth round of 'I'm not going to let them treat me like this' is no more effective than the first, and that going on and on (and ON) about it probably isn't going to make you feel any better. I have job problems of my own, London. I do not need to hear yours too. One of these days I might just give in to the temptation to snatch your brand new iPhone and throw it at you. Sorry about that, it's the hormones.

Might I suggest that in future you talk about nice happy things such as your holiday in Malaga, or how much you drank last night? Go ahead and book some cinema tickets, it might cheer you up. I hear Mamma Mia is uplifting.

One other thing: I'm afraid that though I find the intimate details your visits to the hospital or your relationship breakdown fascinating, I'm really not sure that the public is the best place to discuss these things. We can hear, London. All oif it.

sidle

There is a crab on the pavement, next to the bus stop. It is whole. Dead. About 8 inches wide, without its front claws, which are lying near to it. How did it get there? Did it walk ? Was it dropped by a passing seagull?

Poor crab.

unexpected holiday consequences

live tea making
Originally uploaded by etcher67

Somewhere in between rainy moor walks, cream teas and swimming in the sea I have developed the urge to buy a concertina.

I think it may all be Bella Hardy's fault.

Hmmm.

and breathe...

wind chimes
Originally uploaded by etcher67

Ah, a bit of relaxation: that's what I'm after.

confession

yarn porn
Originally uploaded by etcher67

I admit it. I've got a yarn problem. It's the colours! The pretty colours! And the softy stroky aspect, but mainly the colours! Look at the colours!

My sense of colour has always been a bit off-whack compared to everyone else's. Though frankly it's the rest of you, not me. Why do you not think pink, red and orange is a delicious combination? Or purple and green? is there something wrong with the cones at the back of your eyes?* Does your brain not breathe a happy sigh at the sight of all that contrast? It doesn't? I pity you. Go back to your black and grey, but could you at least add something red?


*Made-up science. I think the colours have something to do with cones, but it's been over 20 years since I did human biology O level.