brrr ! this may be the weekend to get myself sewn back in to my long johns ...

keats, ?ennit/innit?

KEATS   To Sleep

 

O SOFT embalmer of the still midnight!

  Shutting with careful fingers and benign     

Our gloom-pleased eyes, embower'd from the light,    

  Enshaded in forgetfulness divine;         

O soothest Sleep! if so it please thee, close,   

      

  In midst of this thine hymn, my willing eyes,       

Or wait the amen, ere thy poppy throws       

  Around my bed its lulling charities;      

  Then save me, or the passèd day will shine

Upon my pillow, breeding many woes;   

Save me from curious conscience, that still lords 

  Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole;

Turn the key deftly in the oilèd wards, 

  And seal the hushèd casket of my soul.

he huffed and he puffed ...

a little token of my love and esteem for 'er indoors ...

patrick caulfield ... quietly showing off at a bus shelter in crawley this morning

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patrick_Caulfield

oh no ! not another change in the weather ...

treat of the day ... wow ! just perfect on such a hot and humid afternoon

http://www.brindisa.com/store/vegetables-beans-rice-and-gazpacho/all-vegetables-beans-and-rice/brindisa-gazpacho/

art history questions ... what does marc quinn add to the value of your existence ? ... next rhetorical question ...

harvesting for crossways farm by blackhorse lane, north of reigate, about two hundred metres above sea level

an extremaduran fairy pauses in her flight from brighton to oxford, at a bar, as you do ...

my first driver's statutory rest period of the day ... horsted keynes station

... not that they'd ever have willingly drank it !

my second driver's statutory rest period of the day ... bletchingly ... lamington tea room ... a nice place to write ... and the high street is wide enough to park a 7 1/2 tonner

i'm trying to remember a train journey with my grandmother from treforest to barry island in about 1954, when i was nearly five ...

just a few ancient carriages pulled by something similar to this ...

yup ! that's the spot !

and there was always a little bit of sand in her cucumber sandwiches !

a lady in red ... faustine painted by maxwell armfield ... and a little table designed by rennie mackintosh ... one hangs above the other in a quiet corner of the musee d'orsay

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maxwell_Armfield
























http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rennie_Mackintosh

the blog entitled "and thinkin about wimmin in white", begun on 27th june, is still not finished and has been getting out of hand ...

so i told her straight ... if i didn't buy you so many un-necessary and undeserved gifts, the flat wouldn't be so cluttered

i personally guarantee visitin the cemetery at montmartre will make yer thirsty ...

montmartre ... ooh ! i do like a good cemetery !

of the eight deadly sins, the ninth and worst is "book gluttony" ... stayed up most of the night to finish it ... laughed out loud over and over

i've discovered a most conveniently adjustable seat ( no, saddle ! ) on the wandsworth road where i can wait for my singapore fried rice to cool down