July 2009

'if its not a hell yes

then its a hell no'

Been listening to Christine Kane's teleseminars. Much to report but packing for trip to London for Yiddish Summer school back in a week.

Mondo Beyondo

A brilliant idea from Andrea Scher about making lists - really outragous lists of things you would like in your life.

Another interesting blog The Fat Nutritionist

off

i've got my clean knickers, a book, a new journal and am delivering DVD's for a client for my most recent doc project. Many anxious entreaties to keep them protected while travelling from editor/collaborator. So wrapped voluminosly in nightie (clean !). He's called Brown I'm called Gordon - he thinks we should start a production company called Gordon Brown !

 

Blogging light until next week.

Stromness

stromness street

from here

Stromness and Kirkwall are the most northerly places I've been too. Most memborably for new year once. The day before the 1st of January the shops in Kirkwall boarded up all their windows with wood to protect them from the players in the traditional Baa Football game. Played with the teams being one side of the town v the other  - a huge stramash. I think one of the goals was the harbour.

Anyway Starrybluesky's photo sent me down memory lane.

You Can't Always Get What You Want

But you sometimes get what you need **

I'm in the inevitable 'Oh MY God' all the things I have to do before going way next week. I'm off to visit The Cutest Niece Ever (TM) before she gets a brother or sister. My life is an endless to do list of horror and one which keeps on getting behinder.

Which is the point whern giving up and meeting R for breakfast this morning was really the only thing worth doing.

Then I got home spoke to another friend on phone who I'm going to stay with on my way to see The Cutest Niece Ever (TM) and checked my train ticket time and discovered that my train is one day later than I thought. A reprieve ! I have another 24 hours to try and organise my disorganised life.*

* In my defense I did buy the ticket two months ago

** Ya Tube of the song by Rolling Stones here

5 on a Friday

Favourite reading

By this I don't mean reading for intellectual points or reading to impress, or to increase one's cultural captal just reading for pleasure.

1. Armistead Maupin's Tales of the City series (made even more pleasureable by visiting San Francisco last year). Written orginally as a serial in a local newspaper - he is surely the Dickens de no jour.

2. Anything by Betty MacDonald. Most famous for The Egg and I about trying to run a chicken farm in Washington State with her husband in the 1920's. But my favourite is Anybody Can Do Anything which is about surviving the Depression in Seattle with her family.

3. Helene Hanff's 84 Charing Cross Road and her other books. I often re-read this book at low points. It reminds me that we never can tell where our lives are going and what will ultimately turn out to be important.

4. Laurie R King - I have a weakness for crime fiction but it must be intelligent and well written. Lauire R Kings books which are about Sherlock Holmes coming out of retirement and aquiring a young woman assistant Mary Russell fit the bill.

5 Donna Leon's books about crime in Venice. A delectable mix of crime fiction and travelogue around the lagoons and byways of this gorgeous city.

5 and a 1/2. Dorothy L Sayers detective fiction with Lord Peter Wimsey and Harriet Vane. I can re-read these knowing the plot and still enjoy them, In particular I like Gaudy Night which is a detective book and a strongly worded arguement for the intellectual life for women.

The Shore, Leith

Following on from my 'make the most of summer;' resolution. Walked down to the Shore across the Links with a friend R and we sat at the Ship having coffee and eating chips for two hours. Catching up with each other - over two months of catching up to do. Great also I had competely forgotten we'd arranged to do this and so thrilled when she came around for me.

 

Fab pic from David Bird

speed

fantastic short film about speeding through Paris but in a Mercades Benz not an open topped sports car