I have been greatly enjoying spring this year, I may have mentioned already. I feel this winter was harder than normal, perhaps that is directly linked to full-time employment, but the spring is delighting me from all angles!

So that's pretty much me for now. Enjoying stuff how and where possible. Constantly living on less than a pound, but laughing at the capitalists cause I am winning by nourishing my soul with the world around me FOR FREE!! AHAHAHAAA!!
I failed to mention what a wonderful time I had in Dorset, mainly because it really is so beautiful there, it's such an overlooked county that people drive through to get to Devon and Cornwall, which is good I guess cause it remains less commercial and touristy, and still packed full of total weirdos and quirky gents and things shut on Sunday and the biggest export is still probably cheese or something. We went to the most beautiful village I've proabably ever seen, it has the casket of a saint and some holes for you to poke your ailing parts through to ask for healing. Me and grandma did that. The graveyard was carpeted with primroses, it was beautiful. Living there must truly be like living in the past. It was so quiet and so idyllic it is hard to imagine why anyone goes to work and has the internet when you could have an allotment and walk in fields. We went on the GHOST WALK, with the aforementioned town crier, we got special treatment of course cause he knows our uncle, everyone does, and our granny. I've gotta say, it was a fine way to spend an evening, dressed in crazy Victorian garb, our host was very amusing... down by the river was really scary as well, there was a full moon, and there were BATS! we went to the old hangmans gallows, just above the river bank, where Thomas Hardy had watched a hanging aged 16, which had then disturbed him all of his life. There is also the story of the emaciated child caught for stealing bread and sentenced to death, he had to have weights tied to him in order for him to hang, these have 'Mercy' written on them, and are in the museum, pretty gruesome...
Went to London for a night after Dorset, saw the Picasso exhibition at the
National Gallery, was really great, and full of pictures I had never seen before anywhere, unfortunately every fucker in the world was there as well, and they ALL had audioFUCKINGguides on like a bunch of deranged children, so you do have to shuffle shuffle along and constantly breathe deeply and ignore the secondary murmuring coming from everyone's earphones... the shop was rubbish too, they never make a postcard of the one I want... and 'arty' people really are the scum of the earth, they shove and push and nudge you all over the place. They were even selling a BERET! in the shop!! so cringemaking we all nearly imploded! A Picasso Beret!! ARGH! I like Picasso the best, look at my French-style beret!
A jaunt around Fortnums followed, where ice cream was partaken, but standards are slipping a tad. Chloe was reprimanded while we tried on all the hats! It was so infuriating! She was all but calling us scumsuckers to our faces! All was made up for in the Japan Centre where we came across the Totoro cake above, which we enjoyed later with tea! Best thing ever in the world? It's a strong contender...
Other things I've been enjoying:
The 'Toys' exhibition at the Wakefield Museum.
It's certainly an odd choice for a child's toy! It looks knackered out and world-weary, maybe it's meant to be a child with cholera or something? You never know with Victorians...
Here's a supersweet tin toy! I definitely love tin toys the best of all, if i had any money whatsoever then I'd collect them...They are so satisfying to look at. Compare this lovely lady to that cholera doll! No wonder Scandinavians are so calm.
And here, care bears. I still have the pink third from right on my desk at home. I was worried about putting this up in case there was residual trauma from my sister at the memory of her leaving ShareBear at Lammas Land in Newnham... we did LOVE Carebears... We even had the cloud car. It was my equivalent of Santa Claus when I learned that you can't walk on clouds, a bit of me died that day...
The token Star Wars toys of course. We had some friends who had all of them, including the ATAT and the Millenium Falcon. Sometimes we played with them, but i can't say I ever cared for them myself... I do now appreciate the mentalness of the Ewoks though...I wouldn't mind a few of those! I like that fat one behind him with elephant trunk and long ears too.
Been thoroughly enjoying the park near Simon's flat, it has 3 of the most beautiful blossom trees EVER in it and is carpeted with forget-me-nots, my favourite flower, like a meadow. I bloody love wild flowers. How they fall naturally is always so much more beautiful than planted. It's all so romantic...!
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