Sunday, 5 August 2007


I can understand why people wear sandals in hot weather like this. What I don't understand is why people draw attention to the ugly misshapen toenails on their ugly misshapen feet by putting nail varnish on them. Foot fetishist I am not.

I'm speaking, of course, as one who walks about with his ugly misshapen face on display at all times.

Friday, 3 August 2007

site death

On our way out yesterday afternoon, back of 2, we saw two police cars and an ambulance car at the top of Newington Butts. On the way home we took a detour to have a closer look at two fire engines parked outside the old Pizzeria Castello; we walked round the back and saw a tv camera and a few folk, and walking on passed another fire engine and some other incident cars, but no great sense of urgency. This is what had happened; a roof collapsed and a builder was killed.

Thursday, 2 August 2007

somerset house; courtald institute art gallery

Last Friday daytime's outing was to the Somerset House Free Time. Many parents, mostly mums, and kids playing in the fountains was the main thing. We played with the Whacky Windbags odd wind instruments; saw Wai, Maori music; we painted a picture and had lunch.

Better, though, was going to the Courtald Institute of Art Gallery, which was free because of the Free Time event. It was a really good small collection of art, including a host of pretty well-known painters and paintings like these, which were all there except the Bar at the Folies-Bergere. Quite peculiar to walk into a small room with no one else in it and turn to the left and see Van Gogh's Self-portrait with bandaged ear. I got the impression it wasn't a heavily-visited gallery, and they certainly had more kids there than they usually get - I saw one reaching up and touching a frame.