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« Reply #570 on: 10:40:25, 11-01-2008 » |
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Chucking it down in Norf Lunnun as well  I woke up feeling motivated to do a major food shop involving a trip to the butcher. Then I looked out of ther window and thought "Oh yuck. Hmm, maybe tomorrow". I know. I`m a wuss  I was looking forward to that roast lamb tomorrow as well  |
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« Reply #571 on: 10:59:19, 11-01-2008 » |
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Being who you are Morticia I suppose it's a bit much to suggest you leave the little lambs to gambol and join us-the members of the Veggie Brigade?  |
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I've got to get down to Sidcup.
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« Reply #572 on: 11:32:08, 11-01-2008 » |
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That would be tantamount to heresy, Ted.  |
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« Reply #573 on: 14:38:25, 11-01-2008 » |
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T-p, I agree that spending all of Saturday morning asleep is not a waste in the strict sense of the word, but it certainly feels like one. There is so much that can be achieved on a Saturday when there's nothing firm in the diary. If I do wake up at a reasonable hour, feeling healthy, I will be paying a visit to Borough Market before it gets busy, to investigate the Sardinian stall to which Don Basilio has so kindly directed me |
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Oft hat ein Seufzer, deiner Harf' entflossen,
Ein süßer, heiliger Akkord von dir
Den Himmel beßrer Zeiten mir erschlossen,
Du holde Kunst, ich danke dir dafür!
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« Reply #574 on: 14:57:27, 11-01-2008 » |
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After non-stop rain today, and I don't mean a gentle pitter-patter but torrential deluges, it is now snowing  I had to pop to the Bank to pay my credit card and when I returned I was WHITE! Huge flakes like goose feathers! |
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Reality, sa molesworth 2, is so sordid it makes me shudder
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« Reply #575 on: 18:16:04, 11-01-2008 » |
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Absolutely HUGE thunderstorm here just now - spectacular forked lightning over the Downs, torrential rain and hail, roads awash and covered with hail that looks like settled snow. And I was on my way back from dropping the sprog off for orchestra practice up at the University, and behind me nearly the whole way there was some, ahem, intellectually-challenged gentleman in a four-wheel drive who insisted on sitting about 18 inches from my rear bumper  |
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At every one of these [classical] concerts in England you will find rows of weary people who are there, not because they really like classical music, but because they think they ought to like it. (Shaw, Don Juan in Hell)
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« Reply #576 on: 18:39:04, 11-01-2008 » |
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It is, with weather like this, that you think "Oh Bugler - it is the end of the world - so let's play Lou Reed" (which is what I am doing right now!)
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Reality, sa molesworth 2, is so sordid it makes me shudder
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« Reply #577 on: 13:46:10, 12-01-2008 » |
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It is perfect day for practice: dark, raining cat and dogs, not cold inside.
Now I have one more challenging student and one singer to get through. See you later.
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« Reply #578 on: 13:47:57, 12-01-2008 » |
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Morning all - well, not quite. I think I just managed to get out of bed at 11.59, which was still before noon. I see it was 3.15am when I posted that I thought I'd listen to a bit of Anthony Braxton's Composition No 286, but I forgot about the 'bit', which meant I didn't finish listening till past 5 o'clock. Finally got into bed at 6.30, which is bad in a way as I could have done with an early start today but probably good on balance as I actually finished the latest stage of my major New-Year-inspired tidying project, which would probably have expanded into the whole of this morning if I'd left it for today.
Trying to decide whether to mop the hall floor before I have a shower or whether I should get dressed and go out to the shops for some food first. Nothing in the fridge and not sure my stomach will last until everything's mopped ... Was all set to go to Sainsbury's last night but the rain and various enticing CDs put me off until I realised it was too late and they'd probably be closed (yeah, they say they're 24-hour, but I'll believe it when they actually let me in after midnight).
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The city is a process which always veers away from the form envisaged and desired, ... whose revenge upon its architects and planners undoes every dream of mastery. It is [also] one of the sites where Dasein is assigned the impossible task of putting right what can never be put right. - Rob Lapsley
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« Reply #580 on: 14:02:00, 12-01-2008 » |
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I`d go for the food if I were you, tinners! Mopping can wait ...  |
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« Reply #581 on: 09:45:18, 14-01-2008 » |
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Good morning. Just for a change, it is peeing down here, but as I have workmen in the house I'm going to log off for now and brave the elements with this strange, demented dog. Anything to get out of the way! Enjoy your day everyone. |
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We pass this way but once. This is not a rehearsal!
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« Reply #582 on: 11:12:20, 14-01-2008 » |
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morning all, assignments done; withdrawal was rather mild actually, except for all of these recruitment agencies that are calling now (shouldn't they put something about that on the label?)
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Morticia
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« Reply #583 on: 09:45:22, 15-01-2008 » |
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Yuck. It looks most unwelcoming out there. Grey, windy and raining <huddle into woolly jumper emoticon>
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« Reply #584 on: 09:52:11, 15-01-2008 » |
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Good morning, Morticia,
It is grey here too. I am waiting for my turn in the bathroom. It is so difficult to have one bathroom.
Sometimes when I am not so sleepy I practice in the morning while waiting, but lately I can not do that.
I have a nice music of Radio 3 to keep me company.
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