Wednesday, May 23, 2007


Nothing to say today. Still not smoking. Growing a tummy!

Tuesday, May 22, 2007


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Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Not Smoking but Loony.

I'm on day 28 or something, no smoking, still waiting to notice all the wonderful advantages of being smoke free. I have to say I was astonished to find that for the first three days my skin actually reeked of tobacco...and my skin is sort of changing colour. So, I will hang in there. I also came across a lady with a veritable gift for writing. I found her on Quit Net where she described blood clots the size of bannana slugs sliding out of her throat...all due to having been a smoker. This image immediately impaled itself into my brain and I messaged her instantly. This lady has possibly saved me from ever smoking again. However, I will stop making such self righteous statements and shut up about smoking. There is nothing worse than an ex. And that applies to any ex.

It is time to do another batch for the Maureen Chlorine Comic Strip. I have plenty of ideas but my hands haven't felt like drawing recently. That's what a trip away does to me. Other people come back with overflowing sketchbooks. I come back with 20 new patchwork squares (windmill pattern).

The winds are still bashing the coast here. Plastic chairs from the bars all over the beach.

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Back Home

Two weeks in Britain and not one cancelled train! This must be a record for me. I've been on a million trains, planes and even a boat on Lake Windermere. I took a sketchbook but managed not to draw a single thing but I did do a fair amount of walking. It rained so hard the first four days I had to buy a pair of waterproof trousers.

I watched a family of deer in the forest at Orrest Hill. I can't think why they didn't know I was there.

Anyway, back in howling winds here in Spain. They have dug up the main road leading to the beach just as the tourist season is starting. The next town has recently resurfaced it main road, put up coloured flags and is all ready to greet people. This place looks like a bomb has gone off. Normally it wouldn't matter but it has been like this for over a month now. Wouldn't it have been easier to put in sewers in the winter? The rest of the town has potholes the size of craters in the road system. Lots of people are sueing the local ayuntamiento for broken axles on their cars. Guess what? Our taxes here all go towards yet another village (the head village) where they proudly sport an Olympic size velodrome for a population that is mostly on the wrong side of sixty.

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