Beautiful weather today. I went for a little wander. Up through South Ken to the park. Round the Serpentine. People are a little pissed off in the city. Everyone is feeling … close to everyone else. But I love the heat. I’m fine cooking. Solstice.
The days will get shorter again from now but the days are so long I’m not gonna be sad yet, and equinox is a long long way away and this is the weather I love. I’ve had the blinds shut in the flat so I don’t cook the cats. They are covered in fur and there’s nothing they can do about it. We naked apes in this flat, we are taking full advantage of being naked.
Once I got back from my excursions I wandered around in my pants for the rest of the day. Fixing or trying to fix appliances. It seems that the dishwasher has finally died. I’m not totally convinced it isn’t a waterflow issue, but the dishwasher we have replaced an old one maybe 6 years ago and was free after Christmas Carol, so, easy come easy go.
Lines lines lines and just a chance to relax. I earmarked this Saturday for this. My vinted haul has started to arrive and if clothes were a thing right now I’d be parading about in expensive looking denim for cheap. I’ll pack all sorts of things for the festival. Once again I’ll wonder why I threw away the wind up lantern. Maybe it’s time to buy a new one. I used to festival every year without fail, usually three or four in a row. This summer looks familiar but different. I’m gonna have to wake up my living in a field instincts again. I do love it, it was a huge part of my summer for about a decade and then COVID slammed out every single programmer that used to lazily pick me knowing they’d get value. I’d have to do all the application work from fresh now to get halfway back to where I was. And more legitimate work is biting at my heels these days. Summer field weeks are a luxury. It won’t stop me bringing my tarot and some costume though. Fuck it, let’s add value. Particularly when I go back to Wilderness in early July, where I was a fixture for a decade, now just there to stage manage a dear friend.
Ah ahhhhh summer. Yes. It’s been a long time coming. I love being too hot, the air not moving, the relentless sun. Finally I’m not too cold. For a week or so perhaps.
AlBarclay 