A Rose-Coloured Life

Eyes which (make love to) (kiss) mine,
A laugh that is lost from his mouth,
This is the portrait, without retouching,
Of the man to whom I belong.

Sunday = Funday

On Sunday Warp Films threw a "credit crunch" party for the UK screening premiere of Le Donk & Scor-zay-zee. Lucky for us, favourite z-lister Vanessa Feltz made an appearance (pushing me out the way twice - firstly when the vodka jelly shots were served up, and secondly when Domino's Pizza arrived). Amongst the live rapping entertainment at the Soho community centre (which was decked out with copious bunting and washing-lines of pants) there was a tombola, splat the rat, hoopla and even pin the tail on Le Donk.
Paddling pools had also been filled with beer and ice. We won a cheap bottle of Tesco own branded Baileys in the Tombola, and lucky for us, everyone was given a pot noodle to take home.

Look pa! I made it onto a poster!

Synth Britannia

This is going to air from next Friday... cannot wait!


Friday nights from now on will be about staying in wrapped up on the sofa and watching this.

Snail mail

I love writing and sending snail mail. It gives me such a thrill to send something - particularly overseas - that I have created.

Red Head Day

I wish I could go to this!

My family in the 1950-1960s

When I vistied my Nan in Yorkshire at the weekend, she showed me photos of my Grandad, Dad and Aunty during the 1950's and 60's. My Aunty, aged about 14 or 15 in the photo below, looks beautiful with her incredible beehive. The clothing that both her and my Nan are wearing were hand-made from scratch by my Nan.
It conjours all sorts of images in my head - my little working-class Yorkshire family scraping by on my Grandad's earnings down the mine, my Nan staying at home as a classic housewife, raising the children and making the clothes that they wear. She would write off to different pattern companies, getting the latest dress designs, so her children could be in fashion.