Perhaps not surprisingly I felt knackered yesterday and the malaise lingered on today. Not that I can sit down and do nothing – alas that is not me.
Yesterday I took up painting (picture variety as opposed to walls) for the first time in what must be 25 years. I am trying to paint a flower at the moment – one the first batch I have successfully grown from seed. And wow some of my old paints are still usable – shame about my painting skill tho’.
Today was time for a mooch round Brighton and Hove with the Mrs. I was rather hoping the high quality vinyl box re-release of Nick Drake’s “Five Leaves Left” would be out – but alas it wasn’t.
I also found myself walking past a flat on Hove Seafront we lived in 25 years ago. For some subconcious reason I have been revisting places from my past recently. Maybe it is easy as I have lived in Sussex for most of my life or maybe I am getting ready for a change… last week I cycled past i) my Grandmothers house in Goring ii) the Bungalow I lived in, in Durrington, during the Winter of ’63 and iii) the house I lived in as a teenager in Steyning. While I also found my self reminiscing about concerts and things I had seen and done in Brighton and surrounding places over the years.