annanotbob's Diaryland Diary
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And I don't want to live my life like everybody else
I'm so hot I don't know what to do with myself. After living outside for a week, I come home, spend three hours under an umbrella at the beach and am now burnt and feverish. Bah.
It's taken me all evening to upload the glasto pics to my facebook page, mainly due to issues of portrait/landscape, lack of short term memory and insufferable heat. And they're still lying down on photofucket so I've got the hump with the whole thing.
Ah - now I can hear thunder in the distance - come on, let's have some rain.
Sara and I went to the beach with Jane and the BF, a beach east of Brighton, where I have walked Millie in the winter but never stopped for a swim. We parked at the top of a high white cliff and came down a million scruffy steps. Next time I go I'll take some pics of the tea kiosk, which serves drinks in china mugs and beautiful home-made cakes.
I can hear seagulls having a row out in the street. They nest in the chimney pots and defend them aggressively. I quite like it, mostly. Thunder overhead now and a bit of a breeze, but still no rain. Come on, let's be 'aving you.
Grateful for: spending time with Jane; living near the sea and being able to just drift about in its cooling waves; the feeling of long clean hair against my skin; the smell of the rain on the hot dry tarmac, at last; Sara making dinner.
Sweet dreams xxx
|11:45 p.m. - 02/07/2009
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