hamster visible in tube above right ....
Thursday, 28 February 2008
Revitalising my Inner Porch
It all gets very complicated .CatCalls: Etched glass and a bespoke door ? Not only does a pitch pine ( bespoke )door have to be measured for , but the design for the glass has to be selected , the glass itself chosen ( reproduction or traditional ) , then apart from the door and its panels there are all the surrounding bits of glass which I had planned on keeping plain ( away with all that bubbly stuff , away ! ) , but as Bryan points out helpfully ( albeit confusingly ) a fine line exists between keeping it simple and looking like one simply can't be bothered . And frankly , since not being bothered is one of my main areas for self improvement , as identified in my imaginary self -coaching-for-life-skills-mastered-whilst-dropping-off-to-sleep-and-why-bother-paying-fees-for-an-echt-coach Bryan probably has a point there ....
So I acknowldege that I am open to persuasion and D lets it be known that he has been sitting now for more than five minutes which is three minutes longer than his limit in a stained glass studio/workshop and on our way we go leaving Bryan to his devices .
But I digress and that was then and this is now and today and Bryan is here measuring up and showing me designs and D is on the road and Alice is sighing her heart out after an exhausting morning chasing Rocky on the beach and watching the swimsuitboys running in and out of the surf and the crashing waves .
And we are excitingly close and there is a wonderful Charles Rennie Mackintosh design with tulips in muted colours , and talk of brass knobs and tear drop escutcheons and I see it all coming together . And wonder of wonders , a proper old fashioned lock with key . For some reason the thought of a new door , with new keys is quite an amazing one ....the smell of the wood at Easter when it will arrive mingling with the smell of Simnel cake and chocolate .
Boys in the North Sea ... look no wet suits !
Click to enlarge to see the boys in the water ....
Alice on a real high from early until we got out this morning . Usually she is to drag from the sofa if her post breakfast snooze is not complete but she was wild today . The sea was crashing and banging and a couple of lads seemed to have caught the same bug and were running to the shoreline all stripped off and oblivious to the thermometer reading of 4degrees .
Hell is other pigs
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