under another sun

A slow full English breakfast with Sue and John this morning in the Old Church Hall.  I really enjoyed their company on this short visit. They went on to visit John's daughter after breakfast, and Lorraine and I had an amiable day wandering about in Brighton slightly aimlessly. Went up to see Janet's open house Diva 3. Janet's work in particular is coming on in leaps and bounds. L and I also met Jutka Fisher, who makes wonderful pots from multicoloured clay, of whom I am a fan. Huss, Ken's son in law also there, and we had a good chat. Ken enjoying a judicious afternoon nap. Of then to wander about in town in the sunshine. We ended up calling in on Matt in his new home, and sat by an open window in the heart of the North Laine sipping tea and looking down at the people wandering through the little streets, and hearing the hubbub of voices. Felt strangely at comforted there, and was ambushed by one of those transcendental moments of happiness. Matt is in a nice place. ...

Mindy in the North Laine Mindy and I off for breakfast at the Nia cafe, which is nia-by, and a walk around The North Laine area . This are catnip for women, and I've yet who find one who isn't drawn into shops to look at new age crystals, notebooks made of circuit boards, graphic novels, music shops, vulgar giftshops or be beguiled by clothes made from skull and rose print material, by vegetarian shoes and all the cafes offering organic flapjacks and a thousand other biteables. Mindy purchased tights, and cases to house your car CDs, and talked to herself sternly about lack of funds as she fingered dresses in rust and green and purple to go with her red hair. I dabbed intermittently my face, expecting a shopping induced nosebleed at any moment. Eventually there were fond farewells as I dropped her off with Adrian, where she'd parked her car. I was joking that the police wanted me to ensure that Mindy left Brighton, and Adrian half believed me for a moment. Home determined t...