I heard someone refer to their christmas run up as 'Quiet yet abundant' so I decided ours will be like the closing line in Tupak's breakup letter to Madonna.
Between Christmas and new year is still up for interpretation.
Out of the whatsapp chat and into the arrondissement. Broccante, books, escargot, oysters in the sun, scabby queen in brasseries and back street walks to wine bars. Perfect birthday boy times thanks to @jamespais@skyepaiss@erica_schlegel & Lewis.
Permitted only two teen pics in my grid.
Playing is art. Check all new mates at the Kelburn Garden Party as a group of us, some friends and some strangers became an immersive human chess board. Reminding you all, be more human and to make a hat from masking tape and cardboard for any occassion.
There's no place like almost 14 and a summer of gigs. A month of renovating our garden, bedtime reads, eating outside, embracing 2025 colour of the year 'luminous blue'. Fun doubles in the sun both home and away. Creating a sanctuary outdoors,morning stretch indoors with our downward cat. Self reflection. Its not them its you. Genocide a garden away.
Q1 2025 been chasing down sentiment, a free court on a sat morning, managing the optimum bedtime read pile mix of always a memoir, a short story compilation, a guilty pleasure or out there fiction and one non-fiction, having time for cocktails with colourful pals and vinyl or working with a pair of queens which pays for your lush marble dreams. Memories are free.
