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dear jim...

dear jim...

please can you fix it for me to live here?

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please god, NO.

please god, NO.

when i see buildings like this i think to myself how very lucky i am.

in fact, i spend much of my day thinking how very lucky i am.
in so many ways, i feel disproportionately blessed.

i don't want to sound conceited: i just want to acknowledge that i KNOW i'm lucky: i KNOW i've got it good...and i AM grateful.

'things' could be different.

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in contrast...

in contrast...

from the insides of where i was working yesterday.

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pin cushion

pin cushion


went to the doctor's surgery this morning to have some blood sucked out my arm for a cholesterol test and a kidney (or liver?) test.

returned a few hours later for an MMR (measles, mumps, rubella inoculation) first shot in right arm and mingingitus shot in left arm.
(now feels like i've got two dead arms).

work continues on shower-room and has done all day.

new washing machine was delivered.

cut more grass out front of the farm.
i think our grass grows quicker than most because of all the fertiliser used on the surrounding fields.
something very therapeutic about cutting grass though: i get some pleasure from returning untidy long grass to short cropped velvet green.
smells good too.

found it hard to watch sons during their football practice: overwhelmed with love for them, i was choking up.
it's amazing seeing them grow into little people.

never thought i'd really have true parental feelings: thought i was way too self-obsessed...

 

back at farm, packed for milano

 

bigs props to mrs.perou: she starts her PGCE tomorrow.