Mowing mine tomorrow before 8 because fuck doing it any hotter than that
It isn’t much fun. I just wacked my Spotify faves on random and whizzed around.
I do mine in stages coz I’m a lazy bastard. Bucolic bollocks. Make patterns
I’ve started buying things that I can’t afford. Of late I’ve been buying paintings by this artist from Blackburn who paints grim shit but makes it look beautiful. Bought this the other day and met him at Urbis on Saturday to pick it up. It’s a painting of a caravan site in Porthmadog, Wales that both he and I used to go on holiday to as kids.
Job situation sounds like totally unjustified boyment, what’s going on there?
Dig the painting
“PPP” right? Some partnership. Leeches.
Tried for a jazzy sunset pic of an old windmill on the bank down there somewhere but got chased off by an angry gull.
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Went to a beach called Dane’s Dyke then took a skater-style massive diversion after seeing a sign for ‘Deserted Medieval Village’. Turns out it was in the middle of nowhere and we had to walk miles but…absolutely beautiful village/church dating back to the 11th century.
Also saw some pheasants and found a sick bank spot. All round win.
I personally couldn’t resist that…
Yeah we couldn’t either. Especially after we’d already denied two ‘Norman churches’.
England is so beautiful
Lovely evening paddle down the river to a pub followed by a lovely paddle back to another pub.
Sunny days really are great
Wife’s out, kids in bed, cat under the hammock and @buildafire ‘s amazing book
“Around the 11th century there were big changes in the style of British buildings, and that was all down to one man: Norman Architecture”
Philomena Cunk
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