My Top Ten….

Meme Alert!!!!!!! I interrupt my hectic blogging schedule to bring you my Top Ten favourite albums. EVER.
I’ve done this list from memory and they are the albums I remember playing until other people complained about the repetition and started shouting at me to: PLEASE CHANGE THE **$$$***£$$* RECORD!

1. Tears for Fears – Songs from the Big Chair [1985] Vinyl [given to me by my first proper boyfriend] – my favourite track: Head Over Heels

2. Oasis – (What’s the Story?) Morning Glory [1995] CD, fav track: Wonderwall

3. Tears for Fears – The Hurting [1983] Vinyl, fav track: Watch Me Bleed

4. OMD – Architecture and Morality [1981] Vinyl, fav track: Souvenir

5. Amy Winehouse – Back to Black [2006] CD

6. David Bowie – Hunky Dory [1971] Vinyl [Actually belonged to my sister], fav track: Life On Mars

7. INXS – Kick [1987] Cassette [stolen along with the car], fav track: Never Tear Us Apart

8. The Psychedelic Furs – Midnight to Midnight [1987] Vinyl, fav track: All of the Law

9. The Psychedelic Furs – Forever Now [1982] Vinyl, fav track: Love My Way

10. New Order – Substance 1987 [1987] Vinyl, fav track: True Faith

Thank you Jon, Mr Devine, and Savvy for the meme. I’m now going to wallow in nostalgia and pontificate as to why streaming is just not the same as buying a bit of vinyl…

All Quiet…..

Sshhhhhh….. all the bloggers are sleeping, except for dear Jon – who is entertaining me with Blue Peter presenters and Postmodern Jukebox vibes, and lovely Mr Swings – who likes to share his dinners. It is quiet out there.

And what do I have to offer? Insightful views on Brexit? Non. My opinion on bralets? Oui, trés bon. Gilding antics? Yes!

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Finally…something on its way to Savannah.

Tiny bears? Yes, I have tiny bears!!

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Here’s one I made earlier….

And, I have a big blue autumnal sky over Devon….

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Big sky….

I will finish with a random comment left on a vintage Scarlet Blue post back in 2011.

So glad the knickers will be clean.
I remember being quite taken by the Borg, especially at Wimbledon in the late 70s.

More Sharing…. [Also known as: The time when Scarlet overshared]

Yes, I am in ultra-share mode!! I apologise for the following pictures, I will remove them soon as, and I rarely take selfies, BUT, I seem to be a rare creature who actually looks better in colour than in black and white!!! The black and white filter does not suit me [sob].
I also apologise for the moth-eaten cardy, I call it my dog-cardy and I promise that I NEVER wear it outside the house. And the background…. well, when I took the pic I didn’t intend to publish it on the blog. And my hair was damp. And my eyebrows are mostly drawn in, though they have grown back a bit.
Anyhow, to destroy all mystique, this is me. Hello.

Normal service will be resumed soonish, i.e. one post every five months, and I shall throw a heavy blanket over this ghastly episode, which in future posts will be referred to as: The time when Scarlet overshared.

Sharing…..

How snotty does this line sound:-

…..actually I do write every day, but I choose not to share.

How rude!!! [It is from my previous post] I did not intend to be rude. Or snotty. Or anything in particular. We all choose what we share, usually the best bits, but today I am going to show you that you’re not missing anything exciting from me by sharing a page from my journal. ‘Journal’ makes it sound like I am penning intense, thoughtful thoughts; that I am secretly being philosophical; that I am sat beneath a willow tree on a summer’s day wearing a billowing white frock, and seeking inspiration from cloud formations. I am not. I am instead recording that I had fish finger sandwiches for tea….

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Sharing….

….or Codfanglers, as Mistress Maddie would call them. Also worth noting is that when left to my own devices I spell ‘recommend’ quite differently to how I do when I’m typing, there may have been an ‘a’ in there somewhere. It was early, whatever.

In my next post I will be bringing you my notes from a visit to an art gallery; a shopping list; and an example of extreme fandom – all in the interests of sharing. Bet you can’t wait.

Calligraphy Blog?

The wonderful people at the Scribblers calligraphy emporium have had a link to this blog since I first began writing here, which is very generous of them, considering I often go off on a tangent. I do feel sorry for those who come here seeking in-depth discussion regarding nibs, inks, and paper, but end up with a row of rubber ducks and witterings about secret villages and exotic train travel. It wasn’t supposed to be this way! I think a personal blog, such as this one, is a reflection on the core characteristics of its owner. Yes, I am random, and a little unfocused. Trying not to be does not work. I often fail when I try to be organised, and then I am cross with myself for failing so dismally, and then nothing gets done at all.

So, I am throwing out the plans; the challenges to write every day [actually I do write every day but I choose not to share]; the projects that seem to have promise, but ultimately go nowhere; and I will instead be true to myself. Yes, I would desperately like to be one of those people who can follow through on a project, such as the Loopy Letter project….but I’m not. No excuses. For those who did sign up for that crazy project – you will get something in the post one day, but it won’t be as exciting as a letter!

My current situation is not conducive to committing myself wholeheartedly to the things I’d like to do. Watching my parents die together, slowly and painfully, as I am doing, does not make me fit for much more than the daily basics, i.e. washing, dressing, eating, and walking the dog. Death eh? Old age is a killer. I am also having a bit of a sense of humour failure right now. I am trying to keep my pecker up, but it feels forced. My pecker is decidedly droopy. My intention was to use my Loopy Letter project as a distraction, something fun outside of the daily grind, unfortunately it turned into further pressure.

I am rambling now, which is self-indulgent. Anyhow, for those poor souls who come here expecting calligraphy….
I have taken up doodling, and adding my doodles to my calligraphy. It started with an ‘E’….

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E by gum….

….and progressed to writing out ‘Carbuncle’ for fellow calligrapher Amy….

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A graceful carbuncle for Amy…

I then went on to tackle some names….

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More doodling…

….but I like ‘Best’ the best….

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Best doodling…

This isn’t all the doodling I’ve done, I have reams of it, but these are probably the bits I liked the best 🙂

WHAT????

……and then my eyebrows fell out. Of course they did. Bored with sitting above my eyes and constantly being upstaged by my ears, they took off and went on some sort of jolly jaunt across my cotton pillow case. It is okay. I have had tests. I am fine, other than the stress related alopecia. Thankfully the hair on my head has a firm grip on the situation and is showing no signs of leaving me as a balding shadow of myself. I am grateful. Hats are expensive. It’s a good job I know how to draw a line, or two.

Meanwhile, my blog stats are showing me that I have spambots. I do not want spambots. GO AWAY!!! I have enough to be stressy about. I will occasionally be setting my blog to private to try to shake them off, as Mr Devine did when he had a bad case of bots – it seemed to work for him.

So there you go. That is my news. Obviously I am very grumpy and not to be trifled with, not even chocolate trifled.

Thank you for your interest.

Sxxx