She’s washing that man right out of her car…and Ian’s in accident and emergency.
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Posted by Jonti Bloom on August 2, 2007
Posted by Dawn Jones on August 1, 2007
final fanfare’s closing notes hang heavy in the air, the performer rides the well deserved wave of adoring applause and with a grin bids a fond “thank you, good night & god bless”.
Love & light,
Posted by Ian Jones on August 1, 2007
At school I never got on with the shouting boys! They seemed to like smashing stuff up and making destructions.
But, when they left school, they seemed to go all quiet and drive vans and deliver letters and sell pizzas.
Better to shout to the end, perhaps.
Posted by Dawn Jones on July 17, 2007
They come into your life & your world turns upside down. Cue a million concerns – Am I good enough? Will I raise them right?
You grieve for the days of a full nights sleep & time for a pamper. But in the blink of a heavy lidded eye, they’re all grown up & garrotted on your apron strings.
Ian’s fast becoming a man & will one day want to stand on his own two feet. But not before he overcomes his clown neurosis so I think I will have a good while yet.
Love & Light,
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Posted by Ian Jones on July 17, 2007
I might not seem like one of those people people, but I’m trying.
It takes me a long time to meet people properly, but Dawn is forcing me out of myself a bit. She says that I just need to put my Meet Head on and take the people by the horns. It’s going ok.
I bumped into this same man later and he told me that he’d played Bilbo Baggins at school. In French!
Posted by Dawn Jones on July 16, 2007
As I’m always telling Ian, there’s no such thing as a wrong answer, which he likes, what with him being a maverick and that.
If we all thought the same, it’d be a dull old world with lean times for David Dimbleby.
Love & Light,
Posted by Ian Jones on July 16, 2007
Dawn reckons elves could live in clouds.
I pointed out that Tolkien’s elves – the Quendi – are as heavy as the sons
of men, so they – or the plant-like Aldryami of Glorantha – would fall
through unless they had some pretty hefty magic. Maybe summon a sylph.
Or an Umbroli. Even then, basic subsistence would be problematic.
She stopped the car and said I was despoiling my business training.
Posted by Dawn Jones on July 15, 2007
As a successful business woman, I need the right tools. Here are my glasses and espresso.
I’m far too busy to drink/wear either.
Love & Light,
Posted by Ian Jones on July 15, 2007
I love letters.
I got my first Dymo embosser from my Mum when I was eight, the Christmas before she died.
Three months later, when me and my The Man Who Brought me Up were designing the gravestone, I wanted to do the inscription myself with the Dymo.
Dad persuaded me that the glue wasn’t weatherproof and we went for a floral carving and the words ‘We miss our Mary Mum’.
Posted by Jonti Bloom on July 14, 2007
I once directed a block of the reality programme Dragon’s Den. There was one incident where a contestant who was about to present a business plan ‘lost it’ a bit and threw over the buffet table before running out. There’s something about Dawn today that looks remarkably familiar.
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Posted by Dawn Jones on July 14, 2007
People are often surprised that whilst a keen make-up wearer I am also a staunch feminist. Like Diana Dors. Sure, it’s a pretty package but this dog’s bite is rabid.
Love, light & ladypower
Picture by Jenn_Pretty in pink
Posted by Ian Jones on July 14, 2007
This is what passes for Monster Munch in France. They are clearly ghosts.
The flavour is also, at best, mild.
Posted by Jonti Bloom on July 13, 2007
I’m shell shocked. I’ll get back to you when I recover my faculties.
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Posted by Dawn Jones on July 13, 2007
You can keep your half cows and soiled sheets, I like the classics. Either sunflowers or black and white men with babies.
Love & Light,
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Posted by Ian Jones on July 13, 2007
I had an omelette within 50 yards of this church.
Montmartre is a big hill covered with drunk artists. While they paint or
draw or dab, everyone just comes up behind them and has a look. That sort
of thing can be very offputting which is why I do my dabbing in my room.
No wonder they all drink.