Saturday, April 26, 2008

Amazing Butterflies

One sunny day I was sitting on a leaf, when suddenly. . .
I was sucked into a vortex and found myself in an amazing world!















Afterwards, everything seemed normal again.


Did I really have an amazing butterfly adventure - or was it all a dream?

Saturday, April 19, 2008

More huffing and puffing . . .


Yes, that's really me.

I went for a run today!

Huzzah for fitness!





Thursday, April 17, 2008

EuroStar Sushi Bar

I saw this sushi bar today. It was hidden away at the far end of St Pancras railway station, amongst the many other foodie places. Although not a big sushi fan myself, I thought how much my dear friend the sushi beast would like to pop in here at some future point for a little sushi snack.






Friday, April 11, 2008

what is time?

I saw this sign yesterday, on my lovely trip to the seaside. I was struck by how deep and philosophical these words were . . .


So I was a little bit disappointed when I realised that it referred to payments for sessions of computer time - specifically for playing online games.

Not quite so inspiring or existential as I'd first supposed!

Thursday, April 10, 2008

At the seaside

I had a lovely day at the seaside, catching up with old friends.


We went to an old-fashioned sweet shop, and I managed to resist temptation!


We went shopping for shoes - and again I resisted temptation!


I even managed to resist the splendid set of five Elvis dolls (hand painted)!
It was such a bargain too at only £29.99!



I was even able to resist singing this song:

Oh! I do like to be beside the seaside
Oh! I do like to be beside the sea!
I do like to stroll along the Prom, Prom, Prom!
Where the brass bands play:"Tiddely-om-pom-pom!"
So just let me be beside the seaside
I'll be beside myself with glee
And there's lots of girls beside,
I should like to be beside
Beside the seaside!
Beside the sea!



Huzzah for the seaside!

Thursday, April 03, 2008

I'll huff and I'll puff


Here I am hard at work, huffing and puffing and blowing down houses.
Of course, the modern wolf uses a hairdryer . . .