forget forget me nots.

18 posts in almost three and a half years. I like that. There are too many bloody awful blogs about where people feel their daily life must be absolutlly fascinating to everyone and tell you all about their little trip to aunt Sally's and her wonderful apple pie. (actually that does sound more interesting than a lot of the random posts!)

So, life in the woods wasn't too bad, I got a better job and before long we moved down to east sussex, and found a charming little cottage down a single track lane that is impossible to find. So plenty of space, no cars, and fresh air. the good thing is that unlike Fischerhude sociey is just a short car journey away. Here is Ezekiel on the garden.

I got a job, which paid pretty well and for a moment there, I thought about staying where I am. You get tired of searching, and there I was, taking the bus every morning working for some nameless company that pays two times the amount my last "proper" job paid (bertrams), and you think of all those nice holidays, expensive restaurants, and little weekend trips that this would give you. But in your heart, you're not there. The truth is you don't give a damn about insurance, and at night you dream only of the possibility of words. It's easy to say "money will never determine or rule my life" when you're poor and watching the business men come and go from the trains. Perhaps a life of security isin't too bad after all, why not have another cigar and think of the money and woundn't Fran's eyes light up if you bought her than expensive dress she saw the other day. ahh, it's all bullshit. How long are you going to play a game you cound't care if you won or loss, or what the prize even is. So, that autumn holiday will have to wait. I'm off on Monday to do this jouranlism course. First I better say goodbye to money and it's octopus eyes. Oh well, it will wash up again some other day. It always does somehow.

Franny came back from her week working for a charity in Romania full of inspiration and ideas. It's crazy how bad the situtation still is, and I must admit that put it all in perspective.

and then always in my head is February, when a new little brother or sister arrives for Ezekiel.

MUSIC >>>> joan of arc "boo human" / joan of arc "so much staying alive and lovelessness" / joan of arc "live in Chicago, 1999" / stars "in our bedroom after the war' / leonard cohen "songs from a room" / conor oberst solo /

BOOKS >>>> Ethan Canin short stories / mr and mrs bridge / william faulker poetry.

OTHER THINGS >>>>> rain, fruit picking, badgers foxes, deer, horses, don't run out of the pip squeaks!