Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Brrrr!


Summer palace at Kew - looks
like a doll's house, doesn't it?


Upstairs inside the palm house































Betty Jean hosts the playdate.

BJ is sick, I am sick, and even Bunny is sick (luckily we just had her insured!) We're all feeling quite miserable, and Julian is sick of listening to us blow our noses and moan.
Went to Kew last weekend. So gorgeous at this time of year. It's very much under the flight path and it is a shame that nature is devalued so much that 'they' don't care about preserving the serentity.






Julian is very important - the sequel


Julian has finally had an opportunity to work on a REAL charity job with a REAL client - and it's a very worthy one. I wouldn't have known this if Julian hadn't told me, but that's the Thames in them thar trees!

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Animals and Children


BJ and Minky


Betty Jean loves brushing her teeth


So excited about seeing Jason and Minky
that she can't keep her tongue in!


Strangely Baby city -
the Tate Modern members Bar




With Sylvie at the Tate






Too much love for Bunny!


We've been very busy trying to do all the things we won't be able to do when we eventually leave London. Betty Jean created some performance art at the Tate where we saw Fischli and Weiss. Very funny. Post modern installation art is so pointless, so I love it when it's actually fun. We went for a walk up to the top of Hampstead Heath and saw the best view of London ever. And we went to the Honest Sausage in Regents Park. The weather til now has been gorgeous. Very crisp and sunny, with no wind. BJ has befriended Bunny in a way that I am not sure of Bunny appreciates. Bunny deserves some kind of cat-medal.
Ok so our weblog really has degenerated into a kind of babyshrine. Will take some pics of me and Julian to make it seem like we actually do something. We are having a family meeting tonight to decide what breed of chickens to buy. We'll take some photos of our first attempt to put the chicken to bed when we buy our Eglu. (We have decided to give each other an Eglu for Christmas, so no other presents for me, Julian or BJ. The chickens and the purple Eglu will be more than enough. Maybe we should call the chooks Wendy and Lisa?)