Hi Diddly Dee, an Actor's Life for Me
"Those who agree with us may not be right, but we admire their astuteness."
Cullen Hightower
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Down on the farm...
This is Amy, one of our breeding sows. We arrived at feeding time and she was very excited - hence leaping through the bars of the pen.
This piglet is only 4 weeks old and very, very cute.
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1.4.05 12:20 |
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Book 7
Jigs and Reels by Joanne Harris Jigs and Reels is Joanne Harris' first collection of short stories and, as such, I bought it with slight trepidation. I love her full-length novels, but so often the writers that do good full-length books can't do short stories and vice versa. However, I am pleased to report that I thoroughly enjoyed Jigs and Reels, which was well up to Ms Harris' usual standard of writing. As you would expect, many of the stories were strongly scented with magic and unusual events. There were magical recipes, vampires, witches and one of Cinderella's ugly sisters. In contrast, there were defiant old ladies escaping from their nursing home to buy literature and fantastic shoes, a driver suffering from road rage and middle-aged erotic leatherwear makers. The mundane sits alongside the fantastic, but the common theme is that the stories are all personal. Love or hate the characters, you can't help but get involved.
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1.4.05 13:14 |
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Especially for sw...
This is Bloss, who lives in the field by our house. She's usually very friendly but was being quite stand-offish the other day, hence the slightly evil glare.
These sheepies were in the field with the donkeys, at the farm shop where my dad sells his pigs.
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1.4.05 13:19 |
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For Sammy and Greenie...
This rather lovely picture is by a photographer called Douglas Cloutier, and I have had this card stuck on my fridge for many years to cheer me up first thing in the morning...
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1.4.05 15:20 |
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The final countdown...
...of animal photos, that is. The first one is a bunny. No, really, I promise! It was a long way away and the camera zoom isn't really all that, but you kind of see it, don't you? Maybe...?
This is a bit clearer. Well, it's goats, innit!
And finally, coos. Not Highland coos, unfortunately, just bog-standard ones. But bovines, nonetheless, and therefore worth points. Hurrah!
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4.4.05 10:17 |
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Ooh, get me!
I was cultured this weekend, dont'cha know. I went to a recital at The Actors' Church (lovely, lovely, lovely - when I die I want to be famous enough to warrant a plaque there!) to see various friends, as part of the group 'Extraordinaire', either performing or conducting Bach (Cantata 'Ich Habe Genug' and Easter Cantata 'Bleib bei uns'), Vivaldi ('Stabat Mater') and William Byrd ('Ne irascaris Domine/Civitas sancti tui', 'Lamentations of Jeremiah' and 'Haec Dies'). I enjoyed myself very much, even if the string sections were fiendishly difficult in places and sounded a little under-rehearsed - but that's merely pickiness. My favourite part was the Byrd section, as I love choral music. Bach is all very well, but I just can't get excited about him, I'm afraid. As a result of the evening, my desire to start singing choral music again has been fired anew, so research beckons. I'm thinking of joining the Equity Choir just for fun, and trying to find myself a decent chamber choir to challenge myself - anyone know of such a thing in the Kilburn area? |
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4.4.05 10:59 |
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My cat the Antichrist
George has developed a new game of squirting liquid poo out of his arse onto my computer screen. We have had strong words, which I'm not sure he has really taken in, given that he is currently sitting on the arm of the sofa patting my hair and mowwing at me. It's only so long before he gets sent to bed without any supper.
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4.4.05 13:55 |
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