Tuesday, June 26, 2007

365/365

err, how did this happen?! i'm not ready for the end! ok...

one starter, two mains, two desserts, one little angel, one cotton club.

last cell chillings

"I don't know how people who don't fully believe in the sovereignty of God can sleep peacefully at night." (terry virgo here)

hmph, it was definitely only about five minutes ago when i was eating haribo and setting up my blog in my room in pitters with sam and anna. back to the real world...

Monday, June 25, 2007

364/365

check bank balance, panic, remember cheque from grandpapa. hurrah!

email from ntate joseph

Sunday, June 24, 2007

360-363/365

the tartans the tesco youths malvern texaco fields fire poking sticks lots of giggles apple crumble it not being about me too many cookies spoil the airways leaning on the word ....and a whole bunch of brilliant people who i'm glad to not be leaving just yet

Thursday, June 21, 2007

359/365

lunch was loads fun

the boys' house....although not the film. BAD film.

not ruining the saucepan

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

358/365

Jeremy Osborne: [speaking at his uncle's funeral] Uh, yeah, I spent some time with Ray before he went and I just wanted to say that I think we should all remember that Ray, by the end, he loved Jesus. Now, I know, Liz, there's no proof for Jesus, but then there's no proof for lots of things, like science or the stock market and we believe in them. Look, what I'm trying to say is that if I was dying and I decided that even though I'd never particularly been into, say, Enya before but that now I really, really was into Enya and that in fact, I thought Enya was great and that Enya died for our sins and I wanted an Enya themed funeral with pictures of Enya and lots and lots of mentions of Enya, then I think it would be a bit bloody rich for my sister to ban all mention of Enya from my funeral. Yeah?

team ginge orange togas were fun too

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

357/365

lizzy gardens island time

unexpected naomi time

now, say you're a bird.

if you're a bird, i'm a bird.


Monday, June 18, 2007

356/365

beating heart baby

and singing loudly on the way home, including but not limited to that old classic, prom night

maybe when i'm done with endings this can begin