Y:2011

We're running out of space, so we are building a garden room.

I’ve never written a song I don’t really know how to play the Ukulele So when asked by a friend to write her a song celebrating her recovery from the removal of a tumour, I grabbed my daughter for assistance and away we went. It should be noted that the “choir” were mostly reading the lyrics for the first time. Song for Sam First it was some numbness,but not one t’make a big fuss,

Day 2 Happy camping Oh I like this campsite, real coffee and happy Campers, then a walk around the coastal bit and followed by an evening in the Campsite’s badger hide. The badgers pretty much made the holiday. Happy Campers Coast Coast Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Badgers Day 3 St Ives Tate First stop an inescapable carpark followed by St Ives Tate.

Cornwall Day 1 Niiiiiiiice We’re here: view on google maps

1st in a (probably very) occasional series where I post the last few tweets of someone interesting/amusing on twitter. No1 @YourAuntDiane: Hosting a memorial service for my deceased box turtle tonight. Im performing a song for and with him, as Ive turned his shell into a rattle. — Aunt Diane (@YourAuntDiane) July 22, 2011 Fell in mud gardening naked. If you have an issue youre passionate about, tell me and Ill walk around using my muddy body as a symbol of it!