Hectic day of making too many meals and not enough sustinence. Spent morning cycling along seafront buying locally caught fish to make a pie with, and then popped to a supermarket to get the extra posh nosh to go with like dill leaves and dijon mustard. Had an argument with the man in the fishmongers about how to make fish pie. Message to fish man: I make it very nicely thank you (as Anna will vouch today as she joined me for lunch) despite your views on how to poach cod. Fner.
Having got little Sadie to bed this evening with her best mate Minoo who is having a sleepover, I've been browsing the Pocketbooks website. My lovely friend Em is their singer and they are great- very Belle and Sebastian-esque. See http://www.pocketbooks.org.uk/ to have a listen. I'm very proud of my Em. Many years ago we shared a flat in Shoreditch and would chat for many hours over a pint and a fag in the Rosemary Branch (http://www.rosemarybranch.co.uk/) about our dreams and aspirations. Hers was to be a singer and she's doing it. Mine was to be a writer and I'm doing it. Hurrah.
Andy's completeed on the house which is great news- only problem is I'm too jaded this evening to join him in a glass or two of fizz. We will have to celebrate another night...
The weekend is here. I just want to sleep.....
Oh but before I do- I can't believe I dind't mention in my rambling yesterday about how much I love Brighton so many other things, but mainly the goddamn sea being at the end of my road. Autumn brings with it a wonderful mixture of wind and sunshine which makes the sea it's most beautiful.
Soundtrack: Pocketbooks - Cross the Line
Friday, September 28, 2007
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