Author Archives: Rosie Scribblah

After The Deluge….

Gorgeous evening after days of torrential rain so Husb and I headed to the beach for a paddle. It’s great living so close to the sea; I spent a few years living inland and I really missed it. When I came back at the weekends I could taste the tang of salt in the airContinue reading “After The Deluge….”

The New Doctor

Such excitement this evening as the BBC announced the new Doctor Who. It’s the 50th anniversary of the programme this year and I remember watching the first episode. My sister and I hid behind the settee peeping at the TV through our fingers. Our Mam had never seen us so scared before and threatened toContinue reading “The New Doctor”

Girlies On Top

Had a bit of a paddle down the beach the other day and spotted a group of 6 or 7 young women practicing rugby on the sand. They were athletic and attractive and soon got the attention of a group of lads about the same age who sounded like they were on holiday from England. Continue reading “Girlies On Top”

Ming And The Mickey Finn

Greetings bald monkeys. Sparta Puss here. I’ve managed to wrest the pooter box from my trained apes. It’s been a while, but frankly, I couldn’t be bothered to do anything much in this hot weather except lie around in a shady nook and throw a few half-dead rats at my hairless she-ape.  It amuses me.Continue reading “Ming And The Mickey Finn”

Black To White

Had a day at Swansea Print Workshop, working with a group of other artists during Open Access sessions. The organisation receives very little public funding and is mostly run by it’s member / volunteers, so I spent quite a bit of my time there today on the sort of admin tasks that are frustratingly uncreative,Continue reading “Black To White”

Sleepless In Swansea

I’m a lifelong insomniac, so this morning at around 5am I thought I might as well use my sleeplessness productively and grabbed a sketchbook from the side of the bed, a black Daler Rowney spiral bound A5, and using a white conte crayon, I scribbled Husb. He could sleep through anything.

My drawing blog: Black Dogs After Midnight

A weird thing happened after Husb and I visited some friends the other night.  As we drove home in the dark,  three large black dogs suddenly loomed on the road in front of the car. Husb managed to brake in time and the dogs disappeared as quickly as they had appeared. It was a shock!Continue reading “My drawing blog: Black Dogs After Midnight”