Sunday, September 18, 2005


You know how it is, the muses bestow upon you those golden words, you try and guild the lily and add a few pictures, and preview post to see where the hell blogspot has decided to place them, and when you want to go back you leave behind those unsaved changes.

Never mind, even though I do mind.


kleverkloggs said...

This was taken while the television had a programme about swingers on. I was trying to draw a meditative still life.

Janice Hilford said...

There's a local swingers group in Leicester. I have to say the group members are ugly as sin.

I heard Mrs Johnson at the post office say that Vera Newmarsh likes it in every orrifice. She's a dirty so and so that woman.