Rather soggy walk to the organic farm shop and cafe this lunch time. The rain just got heavier and heavier and I got wetter and wetter. To make things worse the cafe seems to have undergone some sort of transformation and become more meaty and more expensive. The soup of the day was chick pea and butter bean - yuk! So we came home for fakey bacon and scrambled egg sandwich! Which cost us about a quid instead of the £15. More money for Archie's MA fund. Lots of traffic down the lane and some massive 4 by 4's going too fast round those bends. Lucklily we survived and managed to get home with all our limbs intact. I had to change my clothes though as I was soaked to the skin. Hazel cleverly remembered to take a brolly.
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A kind of diary, a log, a ramble, nothing to do with the Flowerpot Men. My life as an artist, a collagist, a rubber stamper, a networker, a dad , a letter writer and a postcard maker. Observations about this and that in no particular order.
I grew up in the home counties around London during the 50's and 60's. Went to several art schools including Southend ,Chelsea and Manchester. Trained as a painter and printmaker but now mostly using collage. Collect novelty songs and old mail art amongst other things too numerous to mention.