Friday 6 February 2009

It Snowed and the 153 fell deep asleep

Gervase on New Walk, Leicester

Bosworth.

Hannah's Cat, Missy





A Little Lane Near Lizzie's House, Bosworth







Sheepy Magna, Warwickshire
Snow Men, then ice cream, douvets and documentaries about prostitution.
Very Good day.

3 comments:

  1. saw the pics (loved to see Missy up in the tree).
    I miss summer, the shorts, the thong sandals
    there's snow in here
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D2BXGRRYluM

    Enjoy weekend
    :)
    JJ

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  2. I dreamt of a fever,
    one that would cure me of this cold, winter-set heart
    With heat to melt the frozen tears and burnt with reasons as to carry on
    Into these twisted months I plunge without a light to follow
    But I swear that I would follow anything- just get me out of here
    And you get six months to adapt and you get two more to leave town
    And in the event that you do adapt we still might not want you around
    I fell for the promise of a life with purpose
    but I know that's impossible now
    so I drink to stay warm and to kill selected memories
    because I just can't think anymore about that or about her tonight
    I give myself three days to feel better or I
    swear I'll drive right off a fucking cliff
    because if I can't make myself feel better then
    how can I expect anyone else to give a shit?
    I scream for the sunlight or a car to take me anywhere
    just get me passed this dead and eternal snow
    because I swear that I'm dying. Slowly, but it's happening
    and if the perfect spring is waiting somewhere
    just take me there and say and lie to me and say it's gonne be alright.

    If Winter Ends, Bright Eyes

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  3. the horses are beautiful ben.

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