à la recherche ... should we envy the rich ? ... marcantonio raimondi, giorgione or titian, manet, and posy simmonds offer us "un petit déjeuner for thought"

... and,  by the way,  if you screw up your eyes, you can just about see joe and heidi in the background !

ladies and gentlemen, we are pleased to announce that your easyJet flight has now been re-scheduled for boarding at gate 999 in terminal Z

over the hills and a great way off ...

three more beautiful things ...

Having nipped in to the National Portrait Gallery to see the twin Hilliard portraits of Queen Elizabeth the First in a very temporary conjunction ( they are not quite beautiful in their “much travelled” condition ), I am walking down towards the Underground Station at Embankment , and am mooching about with the camera by Charing Cross Station looking for a juxtaposition of the newly cleaned Charing Cross itself with the recently cleaned steeple of Saint Martin In The Fields. I am just placing the camera back in its bag when a half-forgotten half-remembered sound makes me look up just in time to see one of the last of the war-time Spitfires dipping its wings in a solitary high-speed fly-past. Hurrah for The Few !!!


On the westbound District Line train, an unusually smart, slender and suntanned girl enters, and she sits fiddling distractedly with a switched-off Blackberry. I measure her beauty with a draughtsman’s eye … and her elegant hands are nearly an inch longer than her face.


Just before she leaves the train at Victoria, a tall young Jeremy Irons look-alike moves towards the same door, and he is whistling a one-dimensional extemporized theme from that oh-so-catchy Bach Toccata and Fugue.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_FXoyr_FyFw

barcelona stuff that's "fit to print" ... in no particular order

in the gaudi museum at casa mila / la pedrera

my zero-calorie drink of choice