I’ve never been so insulted in my life . . .

A letter from my specialist to my GP referred to me as a ‘pleasant 62 year old gentleman’ – thus knocking off one year off my actual age, and adding twenty to my severely damaged self-perception!  . . . . not very rock’n’roll . . ..

Saturday shoppers . . .

I don’t really like shopping . .  . but as Lesley does, it leaves me some time to sit around sketching. When did shopping become a pastime rather than simply a time-consuming necessity? I want to go out and buy what I’ve gone for and then return to a space where I can:

play it

wear it

eat it

or drink it (delete as applicable)