Changes

After having successfully completely every NaBloPoMo since its inception (okay, three) I have to accept the fact that I have too much going on with my life right now to commit to blogging everyday this month. This is harder than it seems.

Today I am getting my hair cropped after not having done anything with it for six years. I'm nervous and excited all at once.

Here's the "before" photo (taken last June)

If You're Tired of Tea Then You're Tired of Life

The phrase "Mama, may I have a cuppa?" as spoken by my four-year-old, makes my Cockney heart swell with pride.

Knackered

Teaching cockney and dialect coaching followed by rehearsal made for a full day. I've got nothing in me bit sleep.

Busy

My head is full of Cockney cant and slang as I revamp my handouts for this weekends workshops in preparation for the Dickens Christmas Fair. No time to write, of course.

What a sorry excuse for a blog!

Talk to the Bird

It has been, I hope understandably, more than a little crazed in these parts. So here is a photo that I took back in August of a pelican on the Santa Cruz Pier. He will be your temporary host today.

Silly Heads

Wishes

I long for the mantle of fiction with which to cloak the truth.

Well, that and a good eight hours of sleep in a row.

A dish of gelato wouldn't be turned away either.