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Sonnet 15

When I consider every thing that grows
Holds in perfection but a little moment,
That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows
Whereon the stars in secret influence comment;
When I perceive that men as plants increase,
Cheered and cheque’d even by the self-same sky,
Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease,
And wear their brave state out of memory;
Then the conceit of this inconstant stay
Sets you most rich in youth before my sight,
Where wasteful Time debateth with Decay,
To change your day of youth to sullied night;
And all in war with Time for love of you,
As he takes from you, I engraft you new.

Up with life, down with reminiscence.

I’m sat watching an Italian film with Kirsty and this phrase is mentioned in passing.
The film itself, The Great Beauty, is one of the most bizarre things I’ve seen in a while. In the first ten minutes there is a while lot of glorious Italian partying, some religious singing, a naked man painted red, and a woman, also naked, running and hurling herself at a wall for ‘art’ (the concept of what constitutes art still confuses me but that’s another blog for another day).

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A Brief Flirtation with Tinder

Well it’s not an adventure that took me anywhere but it was a mini adventure.
Many people I know have tried Tinder. They’ve chatted for days about this that and the other, they’ve swapped whatsapp information and Facebook names and have even had meet-ups (I hear these are commonly known as dates). Some have gone very well and led to further courting or friendships, some have gone interestingly, and some not so well. It all makes for fabulous gossip over a glass of wine in the evenings.

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Pressure of the Tropical Variety

P1030577 (700x467)One sunny afternoon in July, a Wednesday I believe, my friend Celia sent me a text asking if I wanted to work at a festival with her that weekend. This was a teeny tiny new festival by the name of Tropical Pressure about to start up in our own dear Cornwall and we were going to get £25 a day and free access to the festival all weekend for the pleasure. Well, even in spite of the late notice, how could I say no?

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A Trip to Granada

P1040391 (250x188)So a few weeks ago, a friend of Kirsty’s (Phil) came to visit. We had previously decided that this would be an excellent opportunity to visit Granada, a city we’d be told many times was very beautiful and well worth the visit. As such, Kirsty, Phil, Lucy and myself squidged ourselves into a teeny fiat panda and headed out of Écija, after of course stopping at the delightful ice cream shop on the way for sustenance.

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