Glitter in the air

Well I really do not now where to begin>............ it has been a very busy time as of late. School finishing and lots of playing going on as well as trips here and there.. The sun has become somewhat elusive after wimbledon. Perhaps it lost its way? Anyway, I have just come back after a mini girly festival.. We have called it Beckfest. This basically consists of posh frocks, wellies, drunken stupor, tiaras, wings, glitter, naked dancing and feral children. All of which happened.

In the day when we were setting up the tents, which I might add was a feat in itself. HMMMMM wonder if we remembered to mark out where the bits go for next year. I really must not go into too much that went on because like Vegas, what happens in Beckfest stays in Beckfest! But there was lots of giggling. must remember for next year to shut the tent so the damp does not get into it.

It was funny listening to the night sounds,, the odd animal, birds, things foraging in the bushes...that might have been me. And every once in a while you could hear another festival taking place on the downs up chanctonbury ring! The stars were bright and the air was cool.

I think alot of lessons were learned but we can use that for next year.

I am off to France for a couple weeks soon so not sure if I will get a chance to write here again, but you never know.

Still working on getting this book sorted as well as a few other projects for the fall. I have been busy painting commissions lately.

Oh I have been watching TrueBlood on the telly which looks good so far.

cheerio for now xx

Race for Life

Race for Life..
Well today I ran the race for life for Cancer research..

We stared off in Stanmer park in Brighton. Mind you first Ginette and I had to find it and after a few wrong turns we finally did.. We would so end up in another country if we were to go farther than Brighton I am sure.

Anyway, I am not sure but I think there was more than 3000 of us all together. We were put into groups as in starting order. like the runners first then the joggers then the walkers. We went with the joggers as I knew we wouldnt be able to keep pace and do the whole way running. Besides all I had on was flipflops anyway.. Me and my competitive spirit hey? haha But I must say they held up rather well and I stayed the course with all the others who had proper shoes on.. which was all of them.. But Ginette did assure me she thought she another one wearing flipflops as well. The race started off a bit slow , but you try and direct 3000 through bottle necks and taped lines.. By the time we got half way we were on a steady pace and were able to keep the course.. I did have a mishap along the way where I thought I was a goner when a dog tried to trip me up. He had the look in his eye i could tell. It was when we were all going up the hill and everyone was walking it, you couldnt have passed them if you tried. But I noticed when we were all breaking with the brisk walking people were taking the time to read the girls backs in front. Each one donned a picture or name of a loved one that had fallen to cancer.. or even themselves. It was a reflection period.. I did find my mind wander a bit and giggled when I wondered if any of the girls had stopped along the way to do a Paula Radcliff. But I didnt see any, just the odd one stopping to take layers of clothes off.

Anyway, when you could hear the crowd cheering toward the end and it just gave you that little bit of extra push to finish.. As I finished I threw my arms in the air and yelled, "I did it in flip flops!" haha we were then given a bottle of water and a goodie bag of girlie bits..and a medal! I poured the water over myself to cool down as my face was on fire. But my old body held up! We then wandered over to the icecream van and got an icecream. As i looked down at myself I noticed it looked as though I had wee'd all down my leg. Then I remembered I had watered myself! Twat!

It was a fantastic day.................

Then I finished the day off with a cold beer in the garden and a BBQ.

ROCK N ROLL BABY!
kx

hot

teapots

three days left to grab yourself a one off teapot by myself or others.

there now I have that out of the way..

SO here in the Uk we have been enjoying the sun. Perhaps not so much up north but down here it has been lovely..

I am sitting here in my smalls with a monster bowl of walls icecream by my side, as any good girl should have! Wimbledon looks like a great game on friday as thereis loads of eye candy for me!! NOt Murray I must say but Federer and Haas ! I for one will be glued to set! Nice!

I have been trying a different technique of painting lately.. I am doing a painting for a friend and thought I might try it out so when I have finished I shall post it up..

I have been spending vast amounts of time dossing on the beach. It has been so amazing.
Well except for the speedos. Why do men still insist on wearing these. I mean come on. If I wanted to see their two meat and veg I would just ask. I certainly dont want it thrust into my face. Mind you, saying that, it does give you a great topic to chat and giggle about when you are there gapping at it!

Right have to dash now as I am about to watch the last episode of THE TAKE.

If you have not watched this I highly recommend it. mafia, blah blah blah and some smashing acting by some british blokes! Best I have seen in ages. Not for the young as some of it is pretty harsh..,

kx

Death of my youth!

I really feel rather unexpectedly sad.. Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcet. All in one go.
I mean I wouldnt have called myself an avid mj listener these days. But when I found myself booking tickets online and rec'd them, a flood of emotions returned. At first I had not known what it was but soon I was realise it was my youthful memories. Hanging in friends basements trying to set the world to rights. Before the stresses of the day to day grind. Before children, when there was hope and the world was my oyster. Not that I dont have hope now but then there a naivity about it. An innocence and that is what I am mourning most of all. Mj was a fantastic entertainer and I was so looking forward to seeing him and his show.. My heart goes out to his children and family, who all loved and protected him.


thriller

Then there was Farrah, the one with the golden locks. All the girls were envious of her or wanted to emulate her. Her life was not void of contraversy either. But that can all stay buried in the past. I will remember how she made me feel when my mum bought her shampoo for me and I used it.. For just a moment I felt like she must have.. My hair was bouncy and smelt fantastic.. I came bounding out of the bathroom to show everyone. I must have been 8 or 10. I cant remember. And of course she was an angel, but really only did one season. My favourite angel was Kate Jackson.

farrah commercial


RIP my sweets
You will be missed dearly and remembered evermore
xx

Willow FOundations Piece of Cake Campaign

A number of celebrities, illustrators and artists have been 'going potty' and decorating teapots in support of the Willow Foundation's Piece of Cake fundraising campaign this June. Piece of Cake, in association with McVitie's Jamaica Ginger Cake, encourages people across the UK to hold a tea party for the charity - at home, at school, at work - with friends, family or work colleagues. Click here to find out more. www.willowfoundation.org.uk/teapots

The small teapots (10.5cm high x 18.5cm long approx) have been created in association with the Pottery House Café based in Hove. As well as the one-off creations by celebrities and artists, a selection of teapots have been donated from London's leading hotels, best known for afternoon tea.

The teapots will be auctioned online from Thursday 25 June 2009 (closing on Sunday 5 July) - marking the end of the charity's Piece of Cake campaign and helping to raise valuable funds that will help the charity to provide special days for many more seriously ill 16 to 40 year olds.


Arsenal Football Club Premiership football team
Heston Blumenthal Scientific chef, owner of Michelin starred restaurant
Emmerdale Soap opera
Pauline McLynn Irish actress, comdienne and author Mrs Doyle in Father Ted
Sendhil Ramamurthy Actor, Mohinder from Heroes
Gordan Ramsay Celebrity chef
Gary Rhodes Michelin starred chef and Willow Foundation ambassador
Sidney Sloane Children's television presenter
Victoria Wood English comedian, actor, singer and writer


Bang on the Door by Karen Duncan Children's illustration
Dennis the Menace by Jimmy Glen Children's illustration
Edward Monkton Illustration
Mr Benn by David McKee Children's illustration


Mitchel Barrett Artist
Rosie Birtwhistle Artist
Elizabeth Brown Artist
Karen Burt Artist

David Hensel Artist
Sharon Pinsker Artist
Laura Rounds Artist
Andy Titcomb Ceramicist
'Mr Polar Bear' Andy Titcomb Ceramicist
William de Wilde Artist


The Chesterfield hotel London hotel
Claridge's hotel teapot signed by Gordan Ramsay Claridge's hotel, Mayfair
The Goring Hotel London Hotel
The Ritz London Hotel

POPPY FIELDS

These are the lovely poppies on the way to Brighton over devils dyke. Apparently the seeds lay dormant until they have the right conditions, and this year was the year! photos are courtesy of Ginette and Aiden Roworth

Devil's Dyke

by Micha F. Lindemans

The Devil's Dyke - A Sussex folktale

The Devil was angry at the conversion of Sussex, one of the last counties to be converted from Paganism, and especially at the way churches were being built in every Sussex village. So he decided to dig right through the South Downs, a range of hills along the south of Britain. He swore that he would dig all the way through the hills to let the sea flood Sussex in a single night and drown the new Christians. He started inland near the village of Poynings and dug furiously sending huge clods of earth everywhere. One became Chanctonbury hill, another Cissbury hill, another Rackham Hill and yet another Mount Caburn.

Towards midnight, the noise he was making disturbed an old woman, who looked out to see what was happening. When she realized what the Devil was doing, she lit a candle and set it on her windowsill, holding up a metal sieve in front of it to create a dimly glowing globe. The Devil could barely believe that the sun had already risen, but the old woman had woken her rooster who let out a loud crowing and Satan fled believing that the morning had already come. Some say, that as he fled out over the English Channel, a great lump of earth fell from his cloven hoof, and that became the Isle of Wight; others say that he bounded northwards into Surrey, where his heavy landing formed the hollow called the Devil's Punch Bowl.

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gardens and arts weekend

Well the weekend has come to a close.. It was very hectic and I think next week I may only open the one day as I wont be able to see others lovely gardens. I did however manage to sneak up to Staples barn house and see their lovely garden. It is a very established garden and a proper english one at that.

I was chuffed to bits at all the lovely artwork that was on display in mine. So many talented people.

I had Jamies lovely sculptures from, Brighton Body Casting,

Mitch barrett who paints amazing surreal paintings.

Pearl Bates who magically paints beautiful images

Aiden Roworth and his portraits and poppies

Ginette roworth and her lovly dandelions

Orna and her fish and trees that were very colourful

Hizze fletcher and her fun space hoppers as well as her quilted artwork and butterflies painting

Eva kalpadaki and her moving photos

Stacey manser-knight and her ceramics that were so detailed!

Barbara clements alpine planters , that are yummy!

hmmmmmmmmmmmmm hope i havent forgotten anyone..

Anyway at the close of sunday we had an impromptu barbeque and got a bit tiddly on Pimms!! A fine way to finish off any weekend. The kids were feral and I was freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

HMMMM wonder what I can plan next..

Oh and we are now officially French home owners! How fantastic is that. *sigh*

kxx