Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Lunch time walk


Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Train home after lovely day

Great day with Xavier, Tom and Flo. Breakfast at Dishoom, marching to Trafalgar square against the government and afternoon tea at Patisserie Valerie.

Thursday, April 14, 2016

I've only gone and booked a sailing holiday!

It seems like I am mighty and I won't need you know who to help me sail a 32 foot yacht this summer.

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Choral concert 30th April

St Albans Chamber Choir presenting yet another great concert at St Stephen's Church on Saturday 30th April. 
For tickets, tel 07570 454744 or email tickets@stalbanschamberchoir.org.uk
or online at www.allaboutstalbans.com

Monday, April 11, 2016

Xavier asleep

Why do thirteen year old boys sleep so much?

Thursday, March 03, 2016

World book day


Re-posting an old illustration of a family story, when my daughter Flo was three and was asked what she wanted for Christmas she replied that she wanted five red books.

Wednesday, March 02, 2016

Lighter evenings


Monday, February 29, 2016

Hello spring

Monday, October 05, 2015

Inktober #2 Picnic


Xavier and Flo and I had a picnic lunch on the grass at the Classic Car Boot Sale near Kings Cross. I loved this girl's pink outfit.

Thursday, October 01, 2015

InkTober – the Professor

In an attempt to kick start my joy in drawing I'm going to try and participate in "InkTober" this year. For those of you who don't know what it is, it's a month-long challenge for artists to draw once a day for the month using ink. A rather stressful day today meant that I didn't think about this until I attended a lecture this evening with the very interesting Professor Shirley Reynolds. All I had to hand was a biro and a lined pad, but I think biros would count as ink so I'm going to allow myself this one.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Flowers in my kitchen

Saturday, January 10, 2015

Buying flowers

Many years ago I bought flowers for the funeral of a dear friend who I had shared a flat with for a couple of years. As an impoverished student, flowers seemed to be a wild extravagance so I'd never bought them when we were living together. It seemed so sad that he'd never enjoyed our flat looking more cheerful with flowers while he was alive, so in memory of Roger I regularly buy flowers so that the living can enjoy them. I'm sure Roger would approve.