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Spent a very welcome and fabulous weekend in Cornwall, in a village with the delightful name of Flushing, where I met up with some friends I haven't seen for a long time. They include a fine artist, one of Britain's foremost experts in early-modern angels, and a psychology Doctor who works with dysfunctional children (her skills came in particularly useful...). What a lot of interesting people I know. Even the eight-hour train journey each way didn't bring me down too much, and also it allowed me to bomb through Tristram Shandy in record time. And while I was down there I had the first-ever, premiere screening of my Morocco pilot, which went down very well and made me feel much happier about how I have occupied my time for the last six months. We also:
--Sunbathed on a beach and paddled in the sea
--Discoursed knowledgeably, if in unnecessary detail, on Mr Poo, Pooland, and the Poo-Shoe
--Encountered an enormous cardinal spider which looked like a crab, and was too big to fit under the glass we tried to catch it in
--Sang, for reasons unknown, the full lyric to Suddenly by Angry Anderson, OVER AND OVER AGAIN
--Drank a lot of mead
--Saw Goldfrapp live at the Eden Project, where it rained in time with the music and where our full attention was taken up by the dancing girls in bikinis wearing huge pony's heads: no drugs necessary
--Said ‘awesome’ too much, apparently
--Watched cows being milked in a big barn; thought about becoming vegan for a minute, then ate ice-cream anyway
I check my hand, where I have written a list of Clever Remarks to throw into conversation
Why are you sitting over there?
The exposure was ruined by the light reflecting off my very white body
I think I'm hypoventilating
Some lovely people
--Sunbathed on a beach and paddled in the sea
--Discoursed knowledgeably, if in unnecessary detail, on Mr Poo, Pooland, and the Poo-Shoe
--Encountered an enormous cardinal spider which looked like a crab, and was too big to fit under the glass we tried to catch it in
--Sang, for reasons unknown, the full lyric to Suddenly by Angry Anderson, OVER AND OVER AGAIN
--Drank a lot of mead
--Saw Goldfrapp live at the Eden Project, where it rained in time with the music and where our full attention was taken up by the dancing girls in bikinis wearing huge pony's heads: no drugs necessary
--Said ‘awesome’ too much, apparently
--Watched cows being milked in a big barn; thought about becoming vegan for a minute, then ate ice-cream anyway
I check my hand, where I have written a list of Clever Remarks to throw into conversation
Why are you sitting over there?
The exposure was ruined by the light reflecting off my very white body
I think I'm hypoventilating
Some lovely people