Normality returned to my life for a week, but is going away again tomorrow. We spent from Sunday night to Saturday morning in the flat in London, with me commuting by bicycle (my tyres were a bit flat after a month of being ignored) to the office every day.
Off to Paris for the night tomorrow, then Magny Cours for the French GP (first time I've watched one) and then we re-enter our alternative reality, hopefuly until the end of August.
Things of note? I just bought my first SLR, with the vain hope of learning a few things that will mean I can take some photos that people instantly recognise as not just "snapshots". I'm sure I'll master some of the technical side of it, but must wait and see if the creativity in me finds a hole big enough to sneek out of into the world at large.
This thingy on the internets was supposed to be one such hole. I'm not sure if it's managed to be that yet.
Anyway, maybe I'll post a shot or two up here when the mood, courage level, stupidity and belief in one of them manage to synchronise. then again, maybe I'll just put a shot a day up and they'll all be crap. I had the idea of producing a total self portrait (no, not just a nude), showing every part of my body accesible to the outside world. May take some creativity just to be able to manage it. It would be a series of photos, rather than one.
And there was me talking about normality. Aren't you glad you don't have to put up with that every day? I certainly am.
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A favourite part of my formative years was the "play what I wrote" on the Morcambe and Wise show. I hope I'll be able to stand in their shadow - way back in their shadow.
Not that I'll manage to be amusing, nor will anything I scrawl here be as well crafted. But I'll be happy if I manage to ignore my own social programming and allow a little of their anarchy, irreverance, intelligence, wit and humour to make their way onto these pages. I doubt it will happen, but I can dream.
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