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Must be pretty crap....................just think.............you bad mouthed/stabbed in the back/rubbished stamped on/crapped on/spun against/destroyed/got married/ridiculed and generally were a total shit clambering to the top..........and when you got there..........................you turned out to be just plain old crappy Gordon Brown.........nothing else mate...............not great..............not good.............not even a successful failure.....................just painful plain old Gordon Brown.

Welsh Onion, Rosemary and spiky grass stuff.................. if anyone knows the name of it..............please add via the comment slot at the bottom of the page. Bay leaf and cow Gladioli......I think......chives, grass, lavender and head. Gladioli, Thyme, Chives, Feverfew and grass.

soon to appear in the blue light.....way over................... .............................................................................................. .....................................................................................there. The band turned up. Plant and Krause fuzzy on the screen.

The Road to Wembley. Surely the most dull stadium in the world. The feature arch...well..... seventies mock stone wall/fireplace springs to mind. Nice reflection....but who...... apart from me......... will give a shit? Waiting to get into Robert Plant and Alison Krause gig..... ..........which apart from the minor irritation of it being at the Wembley Arena.................was brilliant. How is it possible in the 21st Century that we must be expected to pay £35.00 to have a seat facing away from the stage?

I forgot to take the camera but the mobile gives a reasonable idea of the reception venue. ...... the Landmark Arts Centre, Teddington. www. landmark arts centre .org

Still life and Garden 1 Still Life and Garden 2 Jaimie Burroughs "Boxer" leaning up against Potted Peach. Rosemary, Spiky Grass thing and Welsh Onion.

What initially looked like a dreadful day turned into something of a stunner. Well done weather man upstairs....sorry for slagging you off yesterday. Anyway.......it's my Mom's 86th birthday....so happy day to you.

Gardens are looking pretty good at the moment. When there is a glimpse of the sun...it all looks quite special. Problem is.......sun seems to be a scarce commodity at the moment. For example; this Bank Holiday Weekend, there was a promise of some good sunshine with highs of around 22C in London.........did it happen...........nah of course not..........the great big weather controller in da sky (Labour Supporter) saw the election results on Friday night, threw a fit and cancelled the sun. Shit knows what he would have done if Brian Paddick would have won. instead of Boris................shoved red hot pokers up every one's ass and cancelled summer altogether!

Everything, including trees, seems to be leaning to the east!

Still Life with Storm Clouds Red Tree. Path. Japanese Garden.

London Pigeons exhausted after flying through air thick with Belgium and French crap infused with German diesel and the massive fart by Anna Van Stinken from Maastricht, The Netherlands. Nice. Well done Anna.

Looks OK: Thomas Schutte's "Model for a Hotel 2007" I forgive it....................but only because it looked better in the filthy air streaming in from the Pig farms of Belgium and France than it did earlier in the year in clean air. ....but I still submit that...if left on the underground it would be subject to...and rightly so..... a controlled explosion....with the "artist" being sent to the art equivalent of Guantanamo Bay. By the way..... note how the Canon has managed to capture the French and Belgium crap in the air. Well done Canon Powershot A95.

Barbie in a Trough...where else should she be? Got back to London on Sunday from the Devonish trip which was lovely.......brilliant friends and home.............an excellent antidote to Sarf Lundin . Must have touched something I shouldn't have or breathed in the air that was ripe with "vice".........................by Tuesday I was feeling a bit spaced. Went to gym and pretended to work out. Left feeling short changed and lightheaded. That was it: Ill................. oh hell was I ill! Acute muscle/joint pain, ever increasing headache and the need to throw up every time I moved.................and absolutely no energy. Not nice. I thought that I might possibly go and see a doctor on Wednesday I felt so bad. No way.............. I didn't even have the power to get out of bed and look for the number...let alone dial. The last time I felt as bad as this was when Thatcher left Downing Street. I doubt that anything so sweet will happen this time.........but perhaps ...

A response to The Marchioness Disaster: Ist time I have seen the painting since I let my Devonite friend have it....who was on the boat that night of the disaster.....soon after the event.

Hugging trees in Peckham would be considered a mugable offence.....instead we just lean on or piss on them to show our affection and regard...........some can do both at the same time. Multi-function man!

Steel shaft pointing out the site of eighty five new homes. .......and some grazing Crows.

Nice views.

A walk in the grounds of Castle Drogo.