Formula G1 – a very fast racing game.
1930s and 1940s banned cartoons – some of which are truly offensive, others only mildly so – but only when judged by today’s standards. Back then, it was an entirely normal reflection of current societal norms. Includes Coal Black an’ de Sebben Dwarfs.
I’ve really been neglecting you readers lately, haven’t I? Umm, well, sorry. But hey, I’ve been somewhat busy lately:
- Last weekend: up to Stafford with Tom to spend the weekend with Jo and Bob. Excellent time had by all.
- Last weekend and this week: much concern about SiL, who has been really quite unwell. But she seems to be making a steady recovery, which is good.
- Tuesday: an all-day meeting with my New Zealand sub-agent, who is in the country at the moment.
- Wednesday: a day out with H to the Chelsea Flower Show. We dressed in our finest summer clothes and were subjected to repeated heavy showers, with the result that we looked like a pair of muddy drowned rats. But it was worth it. Not sure that it is worth paying £35 a head to get in, though, particularly when you have to sit on the floor to eat your sandwiches and drink your tea because the catering facilities are so inadequate. They were absolutely awful when I last went ten years ago and have only improved marginally.
- Thursday: catching up in the office.
- Friday: to Chichester for a haircut and to distribute publicity materials for my event coming up at West Dean at the end of June.
- Saturday: Charlie and the Peet came for lunch – a thoroughly relaxing and wine-filled event.
- yesterday: up early to go to Heathrow to meet some American colleagues of their plane, collect plants, deliver them to a nursery near my parents and then join my parents for Sunday lunch and some plant talk.
- today: dozy sleeping and much talk of "we really should go for a walk" and "the lawn needs mowing" or "I really must start on the front garden", but it’s chucking down with rain (between burst of intense hot sunshine) – that’s my excuse, anyway.
There are many, many things that I really should find time to write about, but I’m not sure when that will happen. If you’re very lucky, I’ll provide you with some photos, as a picture is worth a thousand words (or several thousand, if your usualy verbage is as poor as that which generally graces these pages).
…just very busy. More soon.
- thanks to Charlie and The Peet for my excellent Neotropic CD.
- thanks also to the Uborka Two for Winter Chill 2.
- thanks to family for gifts of cash, clothing and olive oil – all appreciated.
- thanks to Hels for Gnarls Barkley, clothing and cake.
- spent Friday at Wakehurst Place – thoroughly enjoyable another opportunity to put the buggy through its paces (it passed with flying colours).
- Friday evening involved a fantastic meal out – if anyone needs a recommendation for a fabulous meal in East Sussex, drop me a line.
- Saturday was spent gardening, painting and erecting trellis for the most part.
- Sunday was spent at Pashley Manor Gardens for the Plant Fair – not one of the best that I’ve had there, but I think some lessons were learned that will lead to changes before August.
As of today, closer to 40 than 30.
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Pendulumeca. All in Japanese or something, but you’ll figure it out. Quite different from the usual game fodder.
It will be my birthday on Friday. It says so when you click here, so it must be true.