How the mind wanders

Having been inspired by todays post on Virtual Brush Box (here) I decided to spend some of my suddenly free time doing some arty-fart – specifically doodling a postcard to send to someone I would normally have seen at least three or four times in the past two weeks but because of the lockdown I…

Bored? Who’s bored? I’m not bored.

I don’t save toilet roll inners for a weird reason, I save them for a perfectly valid reason. With the ends folded over they become treat holders for an energetic puppy, but as I haven’t seen that gorgeous puppy (or her equally gorgeous owner) for a couple of weeks, they have now become my new…

Hopes

The skies are a little more overcast here today so I’m not feeling as guilty about enjoying being indoors, particularly as I can see my small and much loved garden from the window. The camellia and magnolia I was worried about (both were in bud far too soon, in the middle of winter because we…

Ok, that does it

My experiment is NOT going well. I did not get a single track off this album for the iPod so compliation CDs are going on the veto list. (I am, however going to be listening to the whole of Fatboy Slim – You’ve Come A Long Way, Baby, now that I’ve had a gentle reminder…

Whose idea was this?

As explained in previous posts I am experimenting upon myself and it is starting to wear a little. I am still pretty sure it will have benefits at some point…just not yet. I changed my charity shop choice for this one. I closed my eyes and picked this CD from a branch of Barnardos, rather…

Another musical voyage

Following on from my decision to experiment, musically, on myself (here) I once again ventured through the door of the small nearby charity shop to choose CDs. This time I had company, who found it highly amusing that I managed to pick out Something To Remember by Madonna (an album of ballads) and Spirit of…

Voyages into discovery

In the dim and distant past (12th Jan 2019) I wrote about mad scientists working for Dangerous Megalomaniacs in order to pay for their experiments (here). While I disagree with mad scientists disregarding the beautiful, logical, effective scientific methods and protocols, I do feel the same urge to experiment upon myself sometimes. I also get…

Before and after

I have found that life is better if, sometimes, you just wander into a charity furniture store, pick something cheap but solid, buy it, strip it, paint it then love it forever after. Just me? And finally…my favourite so far: You need to pick solid wood furniture otherwise the finish will be poor, but the…

Music festivals…the dreaming of sleep edition

Part two of my music festival ramblings is about where to sleep. Before I started going to music festivals I had just assumed that everyone brought their own tents and camped in the mud. I’ve seen all those images of people wading through churned up fields of ooze and that was one of the reasons…