i've often considered writing a toilet review section of this blog... i so appreciate a good public toilet... well, more often i'm found appreciating the toilet of a retail outfit, or possibly an entertainment building...
and obviously i'm not at the top of my spelling game right this minute as i write this...
today i worked in the morning and then was let loose on the thames for the afternoon... hoping to get a game of chess with the guy i bought carter beats the devil from on thursday... one of the waterloo bridge bookstall people...
cycling along listening to gillian welch... weaving my way between pedestrians... as the weather improves that strecth of the thames is going to get fuller and fuller with the walking... wounded or otherwise... and i may have to stop using it, even though i love cycling through pedestrian bits, being patient, going at the same speed as the walkers if necesary... being responsible even as you're being irresponsible...
i dreamed a highway back to you came on (shufflewise, came after a miles davis track (with charles mingus)) and i had to cycle a fair bit further than i was going to to accomidate the song, all 10 or so minutes of it...
ended near the NFT and popped in for a cup of tea & a pecan plait, taking advantage of the toilets while i was there... but the mens was being cleaned so i was forced (yes... forced) to use the disabled toilet which was a joy...
very well maintained, a tap you could leave on if you wanted to... (very important)
actaully the second disabled toilet i'd been this week, i'd found one in the barbican that i could fit my whole bike into on wednesday, solving a potentially awkward situation...
so anyway, i sat down with my tea & my pecan plait and i read solidly for a good twenty minutes or so... this carter beats the devil book is certainly a page turner, i've been taking weeks and weeks to finish books recently and i've read 177 pages of this one in 2 days...
echoes of jonathon strange & mr norrell, not just because of the magic theme but also the compulsiveness of it...
going roung to producer G's tomorrow, he lives not very far from the furthest point on that mad 35 mile cycling day i had a few weeks ago...
sang the neurotic love song to dinah yesterday and it was great... partly just to sing it to her whom i wrote it for, but also to practise singing to an audience... i recorded myself singing it today and i have a lot of work to do before the vibe bar gig (24th april)...
then H cello on tuesday, it's all beginning to happen...
my bed calls
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Hooray! I'm glad you're enjoying it.
Are you seeing mum and dad later? Text me.
Mmm, pecan plaits. You're playing at the Vibe bar on the 24th? Might come along and check it out :-)
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