Saturday, 1 August 2009
he says my daughter, and all the love he has is wrapped up in the tone of his voice when he says those two words, he says my daughter you must always look with both your eyes and listen with both your ears. he says this is a very big world and there are many many things you could miss if you are not careful. he says there are remarkable things all the time, right in front of us, but our eyes have like the clouds over the sun and our lives are paler and poorer if we do not see them for what they are.
he says, if nobody speaks of remarkable things, how can they be called remarkable? he looks at her and he knows she doesn't understand, he doesn't think she'll even remember it to understand when she is older. but he tells her these things all the same, it is good to say them aloud, they are things people do not think and he wants to place them into the air.
jon mcgregor - if nobody speaks of remarkable things
popping peas from their pods
my poor little records heroically surviving their soaking
the alpacas of vauxhall city farm
patricia highsmith - the talented mr ripley being comically unputdownable and gloriously despicable and keeping me on a sofa quietly all day so the mrs could actually get some work done
tiny little almost black ducklings swimming about underwater then just popping up again by the bridge in st james's park and a mum duck chasing a whopping great fish when it bumped one of her ducklings and just ducklings in general really. st james's and regents parks have been packed with them.
haggle vinyl down essex road still being as fabulously maddeningly barmy and imposible and still open
gladys knight and the pips - the makings of you
joyce - banana
pinching ideas wholesale from caught by the river