A thumping
After getting up early finishing a draft of some words for a song that I pinged to Matt, and tidying up, Lorraine and I walked to Hove to see Janet's work. It was the hottest day of the year. Infuriatingly as I hadn't printed the map of the place out, and got lost. Turned up late, missing Janet and Ken by what later turned out to be five minutes. However Janet's pieces looking great. She'd attended a textiles class, and has produced some lovely work.
After the exhibition, nipped into Tescos, bought beer and nibbles, and taxied back home in time for the England v Germany football game. Cath, Beth and Mark, and Sam all came around to sit in the dark as the sun blazed outside. We scarfed pizza, and drank a few regulation beers as England lost heavily to a superior German team. Unaccountably, England who have some of the best players in the world, managed as a team to run about like a headless chicken, while the the gleeful Tutons helped themselves to goals.
Still it's only a game, eh. And as England didn't deserve to go any further there was no real injustice.
In the evening called up the Tobster, readying himself for his summer break, for a long chat.
Below two of Janet's pieces, a three dimensional Canadian forest piece which I particularly liked.
After getting up early finishing a draft of some words for a song that I pinged to Matt, and tidying up, Lorraine and I walked to Hove to see Janet's work. It was the hottest day of the year. Infuriatingly as I hadn't printed the map of the place out, and got lost. Turned up late, missing Janet and Ken by what later turned out to be five minutes. However Janet's pieces looking great. She'd attended a textiles class, and has produced some lovely work.
After the exhibition, nipped into Tescos, bought beer and nibbles, and taxied back home in time for the England v Germany football game. Cath, Beth and Mark, and Sam all came around to sit in the dark as the sun blazed outside. We scarfed pizza, and drank a few regulation beers as England lost heavily to a superior German team. Unaccountably, England who have some of the best players in the world, managed as a team to run about like a headless chicken, while the the gleeful Tutons helped themselves to goals.
Still it's only a game, eh. And as England didn't deserve to go any further there was no real injustice.
In the evening called up the Tobster, readying himself for his summer break, for a long chat.
Below two of Janet's pieces, a three dimensional Canadian forest piece which I particularly liked.
Comments