PARTY with Patti

Patti Smith is coming to London!!!!!  I don't think she'll play all of my favourite songs which are so old that she must be sick of them, but that doesn't matter......it's PATTI!! 

Pale rosiness from avstreyh on 8tracks.

1. Ciccone Youth - Addicted To Love
2. Garçons - Encore l'Amour
3. Fránçois & The Atlas Mountains - Tour De France
4. Woody Guthrie - Muleskinner Blues
5. Nicolas Jaar - Space Is Only Noise If You Can See
6. PJ Harvey - Glorious Land
7. Fleetwood Mac - Dreams
8. Moondog - Pastoral

Weekend in Norwich

Finally I made some effort and bought tickets to Norwich to visit our family friends. Veronika is a translator of Russian poetry and her charming husband Michael is an architect. Good for her I tell you because their house is the prettiest thing I've ever seen! It literally smells of Dickens and everything English. The stove in the kitchen is from Victorian times (a wood-burning one) and of course there was a secret room in the house which Michael discovered and redesigned into a dining room.

The garden is pretty much the size of Vatican, there's just no end to it. Ivy is growing EVERYWHERE -  trees, stairs, the house. It's very romantic but also kind of creepy because you  start thinking that maybe Miss Havisham is hiding somewhere in her old wedding dress.

I think my favourite part of the house was the kitchen (i mean VICTORIAN OVEN, commmmon) and Michael's studio. Michael is actually around 80, though he looks more like a 50-year-old Sherlock Holmes. His studio is soooo old school, all of the equipment looked like from the 90s with lots of TV screens hanging from walls, which made it look more like some spy command centre (...and maybe it is, always beware of the Russian wife LOL). 

And of course i had to have a PINK sink in my room, no surprises here.

I sit at my desk

Everybody knows that when you have to study your head is suddenly filled with all sorts of marvellous and glorious ideas (obviously not connected to the subject matter) and the next thing you know you're paralysed. You don't do anything about your ideas, because, you know, you have to study (errmmm) and then you don't study because it's just too boring and dull. You just sit there and think and keep wondering and staring. And it feels like you're a total failure and that really sucks...you dream your dreams, but at the end of the day you're just freaking lazyyyy