Thursday, 14 August 2008
Summer ? Hate it . Holidays ? Hate them. Food ? A bit of a love hate relationship . Life ? Haven't got a clue. I love that cartoon, of Larson's I think, where dogs are listening to humans and you get to see what the humans are really saying then you get to see what the dogs hear and it goes blah blah blah; Well that's what I think life is like. I trailed around a shopping mall today and just saw all these humans and they might as well have been saying blah blah blah for what it was worth They were all scurrying around clutching tacky clothes in tacky clothes shops hoping that they might look nice in them or what ? Who cares ? They're just clothes . Haven't they got anything more important to do ? I've decided to lose myself in books like I used to do when I was a child. It's simpler , relatively cheap and doesn't make you fat.
Sunday, 3 August 2008
Theo's back from Sweden , Max and I went to Chessington and I spent the day scrapbooking in Enfield. In reality I would rather I was in Sweden scrapbooking and my worst enemies were condemned to spend at week at Chessington. It's the centre of the Chav universe and the pavements are ingrained with a decade's worth of MacDonald's grease. I'm sounding snobby now but I can't help it. I'm sure I would have loved Chessington World of Adventures 40 years ago but at the cusp of 50 it's all a bit much. Had to laugh at all the photos that get taken of you automatically on every ride. In every one my knuckles are white , my eyes are closed and my mouth is wide open.... screaming.
David has friends coming round for a BBQ and the neanderthal instinct has taken over . Something about raw meat and a pair of tongs.