The house is bustling with people this morning. Martha and Phil's old friend Patrick stayed over and are still busy eating the Spanish Tortilla I made for breakfast. Patrick is a very entertaining character, and in his absence there are wonderful stories to be told. He is the kind of person who can make the best of a bad situation. He has just been telling us of his Apocalypse date. With last Thursday's bombings in London, seemingly you had people realising that they should get as much dating and socialising in that they can before they get sprayed against a building or train carriage.
I was absolutely shattered yesterday. After work I spent the rest of the day out, meeting Alex for a coffee, walking in Ealing Park and shooting the breeze. I got home at about 20:30 and went straight to bed for a nap. I was woken up at about midnight when Phil got home and made Tappas. Pimentos Padrones, lomo, croquettas, pickles and Jamon made for a perfect midnight snack. I went back to bed, content and contemplative.
The skies are blue and it's set to be a fine 29 today. Tom Waits provides my soundtrack for the morning and I have an overwhelming desire to put on my best shirt, buy a good hat and damage the credit card by flying off to somewhere exotic and exercising my right to disappear. Maybe Cuba, to drink rum, smoke cigars rolled in the thighs of hot blooded Cuban SeƱorita and listen to the live sounds of the Buena Vista Social Club.
I recently had the pleasure of meeting a kindred spirit who read my mental ramblings here and seemed to enjoy them; finding the blog worthy of both laughing and crying. This caused me to go back and read most of it myself. Doing this transported me back, even though as recently as a year ago. It's good to go back and know where I was this time last year, where my head was and where my heart was. I realised then that there was a lot I never recorded, never blogged and now stands to be lost in time only to maybe be extracted later by some strange catalyst. So thank you Alex for enjoying the blog, it has inspired me to spend some more time here.





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i am still crying and laughing...could that motivate you again???
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