what I saw when I woke from a nap…
A Keri Smith book Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day Buttercup Syrup Toy lamb (my mother’s) Olbas Oil (I’m a little addicted) Neutrogena hand cream What do you see when you first open your eyes after a sleep?
doing without coffee…
The coffee machine wasn’t working in MacDonald’s this morning and so my little breakfast treat wasn’t quite the treat it might have been. Still the tea was hot and the egg MacMuffin filled a hole. The ice cream machine wasn’t working either (my waistline is probably very pleased about that). I’m not even sure one more »
Nostalgic Reverie
I’ve been indulging in a spot of nostalgia today. G. very kindly brought home a packet of butterscotch Angel Delight and this afternoon I used my favourite hand whisk to mix it up in an inherited Pyrex jug. The sounds and the smells took me back the twenty-five odd years to the last time I more »
comfort viewing…
I’ve spent today moving between my bed and the sofa, taking it easy and trying to shake a persistent cold. It’s a routine I’m familiar with, and one that there is a certain comfort in; when I was suffering acutely with ME most of my days were spent shuffling up and down stairs doing little more »
my favourite hand whisk
I’ve spent this afternoon watching the BBC’s coverage of the inauguration and drawing my favourite hand whisk. I woke up thinking about the whisk this morning, it’s as old as me, older probably. Its Bakelite handle broke off before I started school. On Sunday afternoons I would often be charged with mixing up the traditional more »
back to analogue?
Because money is very short at the moment my weekly breakfast in My Favourite Cafe, has turned into a weekly coffee in My Favourite Cafe. That’s fine, the coffee is very good and I can make myself something good to eat before I go out. What’s sadder is that my post-weekly breakfast (or coffee) wander more »
time to move on (a bit)?
I don’t know if it’s the turn of the year, or just the passage of time, but I’m beginning to feel like it’s time to pull my life back into some sort of shape. When my mother died, and because I just didn’t know what to do with it, I brought most of her furniture more »
early morning comforts
I seem to have developed a habit of waking up in the early hours of the morning. Not my favourite time of the day. Maybe in time I could develop something productive to do with my time, much like John Grisham apparently does, but for now I don’t seem to have the energy. Instead this more »
drawing what’s in front of me…
My day started well this morning when I happened on my old Rotring Art Pen. I thought it had been lost in my studio move, but it was nestling in a box with stuff I’ve had to sort through so I can get my accounts done. I found some cartridges too. I’d forgotten how smooth more »
supermarket sweep
As part of my campaign to combat my severe case of enthusiasm failure, and to put 2009 into some sort of shape, I’m trying to develop some manageable routines. Well, not really develop them, more reacquaint myself with routines that have done me good in the past. Top of the list is drawing daily and more »
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