EDitorial ± 30-Jul-2002
Do Not Stand Forward Of The Driver
That weekend now behind us: bloomin' scorchio! Had some friends down to stay
who I first met at university, back in the days of The
Housemartins (spotted an ad for a Paul Heaton solo album last week), Sly
& Robbie (byre! cow shed!) and Crocodile Dundee. Gotta love those '80s.
Time for one last look at the weather:
I'd like to sup with my baby tonight
And play the pup with my baby tonight
But I ain't up to my baby tonight
'Cause it's too darn hot
— Cole Porter, Too Darn Hot
Far too sticky and much too late for any coherent, acerbic or witty thoughts, so resorting to a pseudo-random list of events, repetitions and foodstuffs from the past seventy-two hours:
- ice cream: Haagen-Dazs (Friday), Saturday (Peter's, Ben & Jerry's), Sunday (Alder Carr Farm)
- Q: does every book group read Girl With A Pearl Earring?
- drink: rhubarb and apple, elderflower presse, red Schloer
- open-top bus ride around Ipswich highly recommended: great views, informative commentary, and guaranteed windy on the bridge
- gift jars: Country Puddings chocolate fudge sauce, Cumberland honey mustard garlic, Demels hot & spicy mango chutney
- Q: how far north does Waitrose go?
- denied doughnuts at Felixstowe
- three Ds on CD: David Bowie (nominated for the Mercury!), Doves, and the Divine Comedy (appearing at the Edinburgh festival)
- playgrounds: Christchurch Park and the Abbey Gardens in Bury, both boiling
- that's the way we do things here
- bedtime: pumps, cushions, and little children re-appearing time and time again
- free fireworks and proms parachutists (new Coldplay album due v. soon)
- food: lentil lasagne (where's the meat?), salty monkfish, and flame-grilled BBQ (though several sausages were lost to the gravel)
Be seeing you!