Thursday, August 28, 2008


On the road's rained for the last two weeks here in the lakes and I'm out of more day to go.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Leaving on Unfayreair

Guess what I am doing tomorrow? I can hardly wait...Hopefully I'll be back in about two weeks and with luck, less.

No train strikes in Britain as yet, but I just got an email telling me it's raining like stair rods. I'd better go and look for a pair of socks.

Saturday, August 09, 2008


To be sung to the tune of "She''ll be coming round the mountain when she comes."

I wish I was an orange on a shelf.
I wish I was an orange on a shelf.
If I was an orange on a shelf...
for breakfast I would squeeze myself.
I wish I was an orange on a shelf.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Speech Balloons

It seems to me that once you export from illustrator to Photoshop it really compresses the image a lot. I've got to get the hang of keeping it to the original size. Fine for the web but not for printing.

Alice who used to be Frank made a paella yesterday.

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Flying Jinjars

Presenting....well, I'm not telling you because it's going to be a surprise. Illustrator has got me flummoxed but I'll get the hang of it eventually. Anyway, presenting Jinjar and his dog Arthur. I say no more.

They put out the fire but I was shaking there for a bit.

Here's a piece played on a renaissance style guitar. This really makes me want one...

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Monday, August 04, 2008

Forest Fire

Scareyyyyyyyyyy. Helicopters flying overhead, sirens wailing. It's so hot it prickles the skin. There's a big fire up the road. I hope it doesn't come here. These fires happen every summer and are so scary. I'm just in diversion activity here because I am terrified of fire.

Flying High

This is what I am listening to as I draw today...

Phillip Sear...pianist extraordinaire...

I see things when I hear this music. I was thinking yesterday about that line in the spooky film when the kid says..."I see dead people."
Well..."I see people that were never alive in the first place." Ha, ha.

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Sunday, August 03, 2008

Ginger and Arthur

The tourists are mental today. There are a million dented cars parked around town and people frying on the beach.

Here's a link to Paulo Sereno. I love his guitar playing...I wish I had got to do the pictures!

Still...I might do some of my own.

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Saturday, August 02, 2008

When do I get to do the Tantrum?

Och, I'm just mental....I'm not saving right in Illustrator. This is an angry orange really. It's too hot and I do not want to go to England. We are going to see Paco and Albert play tonight. Alice who used to be Frank is coming too.

Friday, August 01, 2008

Green Bird

I am puzzled by Adobe Illustrator CS3. It changes the colours after I have saved. I know it's something I am doing! Oh well, there's only sixteen days left of the trial anyway.

I tried to get some cash out of the hole in the wall in the bank entrance yesterday but my card was rejected. "Excuse me," I said to witty and wonderful lady behind the desk. "I think there may be a problem with the machine?"

"No, there isn't. It's your card."

So I watched while one of the local policemen tried his card.

"Fock," he says. "Fock, fock." At least the Spanish equivelent which is joder and he stomps off.

Then today Patrick takes my card and the same happens. The bank lady said it was the fault of my bank in Scotland. So I ring my bank who say there's nothing wrong with my card and give me the number of the fraud squad. I ring them and explain and they instantly have access to my account and say..."No, nobody has been accessing your account. Everything is fine. Oh I just hate dipping my feet into the real world.

Airplane tickets booked. Arrgggg. Now I'm getting mad..........
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