just a Very short post as we’re in between washing machine then drying cycles……*slightlypaniclooktocamera*
#sigh – oh for a Jeeves!
and (looking at that lovely audiobook image) for a 1930s pied-a-terre and a snazzy pair of purple socks with black shiny lace-ups too, actually – that would be splendid (or Topping, as Bertie Wooster, would have said).
we digress (*looksnervouslyatalarm*) and just have 7 mins before having to Dash Downstairs to the Laundry Room (which is actually very nice and bright and has a window which looks out onto the paparazzi who are hanging around – must be someone Famous staying nearby – this is Most Definitely L.A, darlings).
we moved some furniture around today because we wanted to create a Picture Wall – or a wall of memories with:
* some of our articles from when who we are in RL was a Journalist in London, England
* a few landscapes (from our camera lens, not paintbrush) from the book - we thought we could rotate them in and out so at the moment there’s Hong Kong, Norwich and Madrid facing us as we write reminding us of So many things we’ve seen and So many hours of Jet Lag.
* recent portraits
* an original LP (that’s a Long Playing Record for the young people) of Edith Piaf’s Chansons Parisiennes (we’ve never actually played it as we don’t have a vinyl-playing-machine but the LP is still in the beautiful rendering of a map of Paris and a flirty gendarme from when we found this treasure at the Lincoln Center of Performing Arts Library Sale.
and then there’s also a few other esoteric ephemera from our Travels and Travails to numerous (and numinous) to recount.
so here it is!
we’re Ever so Pleased.
and it means we have re-orientated the table so we can see this View every time we look up.
so – darlings – hence why we called this post thus:
a wall of memories and a view of dreams
the Laundry Calls.
see you tomorrow (by the way, lovely to see you, as always)
EXITS STAGE LEFT BY THE PICTURE WALL.