Sunday, November 10, 2013

I BOUGHT HAIR COLOUR TO COVER THE GREY IN MY HAIR AND BLUE NAIL VARNISH FROM BOOT'S. FREEKEH GREEN GRAINS THAT SUPPORT EYE HEALTH AND ARE VERY EXPENSIVE ALL WITH £20 GIVEN TO ME BY EDWARD MY DARLING HUSBAND.


THURSDAY 7
MODELLING meet Ronnie in Victor Hugo Wine's car park at 7.10 PM.
9.20.AM.  Grey sky. Fine rain, loud noise from the  shiny wet  road's endless stream of heavy traffic. 
 I have a mug of steaming coffee besides my bed the aroma of real bean excited my sluggish  early morning sense's. 
 Dreamt...Of the home I used to visit of Julia Yardly-Mills.  JYM to those in the know of the art world.  I used to visit her every Thursday evening with my very close friend and art tutor Martin Francis Syrett during the 1990's.  At that time in my life I lived only by surviving from Thursday to Thursday meeting up with both those people once a week was my life.  I lived from Thursday to Thursday ignoring the days between.  I WONDER IF SHE STILL LIVES.
A Magpie strutting around the flat garage roof opposite my window took off and flew directly  at my window pane where he hovered peering in through the glass before reversing to land on the over hanging eve of my roof.  IF A SINGLE MAGPIE IS SEEN IT IS AN INDICATION OF DEATH.  My  mother would have proceeded to have an attack of anxiety had she witness the happening.  Also should a wild bird hop over ones threshold a death in the household is indicate immanently. Rain...

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