a hazy glow

i would have liked to say here that i rode my bike for x miles today...

but i don't have the energy for the gmap pedometer tonight... having rode those x number of miles...

as me & spski came out of the ICA having seen mirrormask the full moon was hanging in the air right by the millenium wheel...

just right, just right for the film we'd just left and just right for the day i've had...

only got 5 or so hours sleep in the end last night what with my stupidly early morning today and that kind of sleeplessness, a shadow of wobblyness over the day, is exactly the kind of thing that makes me cry in films all the more... although i would have cried in mirrormask anyway, the gorrilla/birds made me cry tonight... not quite the part that i'd expect to be bringing tears flowing...

so to see the full moon afterwards on top of that...

and all this on top of...:

(very quickly because i'm going to have a bath and then bed any minute now...)

cycling 14 miles to sydenham, including the regent canal passed victoria park, the isle of dogs, the grenwich foot tunnel under the thames, an unknown river with a cyclepath beside it almost all the way once i'd got south of the thames...

the observation of the teaching - a class of 25 6-7 yr olds... the teaching of my students... moving stuff...

the journey from sydenham to clapham to meet felinity for lunch, including sydenham hill that i'd cleverly avoided on my way to sydenham, and dulwich which is like a country estate, cycled passed my old flat on half moon lane above the hat shop (now a different shop)... and clapham common which is beautiful...

then the lunch with felinity in which we both elected to drink a pint of john smiths... (very wise)... very nice indeed, could easily have stayed in that pub all afternoon but of course she was working...

then battersea park which i just wanted to check out, stooging around, taking pictures/video (none uploaded yet so no examples... hmmm... no, i need my bed... but it would make it look so nice...?)

then drifting downstream beside the thames, from albert bridge to the tate modern... using their loo, hanging out a little way down the stone steps to the water's edge... listening to much shuffledge...

then cycling to the stage door of whichever theater G works in to meet her, having a cup of tea that made me late meeting spski for the film... racing along the strand to get to the film on time...

then the film... the full moon, the return cycle journey with spski, the detor via crystal for food, the herbie hancock album that i'd forgotten putting on my shuffle that appeared for the first time as i was waiting for my food, mistaking it for miles davis (similar band)... the conversation with spski at the kitchen table... the bath that i'm about to have, the bed that yawns to me...

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