Does Anyone Say Biro Anymore?

Husb and I were out and about today, doing some shopping for art supplies at The Range and we stopped for a cuppa. I spotted this woman across the cafe, absorbed in reading and thought I’d have a quick scribble, en plein air,  into my very small sketchbook, about 5 inches by 3.5 using aContinue reading “Does Anyone Say Biro Anymore?”

Hell And Cake

I HATE shopping. It’s my idea of hell, unless I’m buying books or tools. I had to buy some new clothes to replace some that were literally falling to pieces so I spent two hours in shopping hell (Dante knew nothing…NOTHING…) and bought two pairs of leggings, a t-shirt and a sports bra. Result. That’sContinue reading “Hell And Cake”

Grumpy Old Man

Husb needed some new clothes. This meant spending a couple of hours in the city traipsing around the shops listening to him complaining, “They’ve taken a perfectly good jacket and written STUFF all over it!” “Have you seen the state on these trousers! They’re down around their backsides!”. “Look at the cut on these jeans!!!!!Continue reading “Grumpy Old Man”

Shopping, Compost and Donny Osmond’s Hat

I hate shopping. I don’t understand why people love it. I’m happy to spend hours browsing in art supplies shops and tool shops but general shopping, in malls and stuff, I loathe it. Husb is the same, so after an hour or so in the city centre earlier we bolted to the cafe in WaterstonesContinue reading “Shopping, Compost and Donny Osmond’s Hat”