Just Because…

It appeals to the fetish…

Oh, I should be being a good girl now. I shouldn’t be doing all this “ogling” stuff any more…not after the Acoustic tour and all that. But it’s just made it worse! 🤒😰😝😫

Drury Lane Extras – Gig Seven

Extra selection of photos from the Simple Minds Acoustic Drury Lane gig (sightseeing and otherwise).


A late lunch/early tea at the Museum Tavern…directly across the road from the British Museum (hence the name!). I had the camenbert and beetroot open pie – which was rather delicious – and very filling!


Reccie in progress…


More…


Does Jim use a Vespa in London too?


Or, for this night at least…gigland!


One final pic with Catherine 🙂


The Theatre Royal is beautiful! 


Just to show just HOW pathetic my atyempts at getting a good photo of Gordy and I together was…I give you exhibits A and B (to be fair, Jim had just appeared from the stage door so…I was a little pre-occupied. I’m pretty sure I even said, “Sorry, Gordy…but it’s Jim! I’ll be back!” THAT IS SSOOO TERRIBLE!)


“I’m sorry about that, Gordy. Can we please try again?” Another pathetic attempt AFTER handing Jim his gifts. Poor Gordy! What a lovely, lovely man he is. Just…honestly. I’m so horrible! He was an absolute star every time. Mr Goudie, from the bottom of my heart, I apologise profusely. 


That Hokusai exhibition though…

What A Bloody Wonderful Thing To Say!

OMG…and wouldn’t I wish! Not only for them to be honoured in Glasgow like that…but for a piece of MY ART to be used to do it?! I’d cry!!! It would be BEYOND amazing!

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Back To It!

I miss it. I struggled SSOO much with it after a while…but I miss it. I miss the art. I have to keep at it. It’s in me now. It’s just…there. I have to!

Where it’ll lead to this time? I dunno. Hopefully not back to a bout of mental illness again. It very much felt like where it was heading earlier in the year, hence why I stopped. But I need it. I need that creative spark. I’m missing it like crazy. 

I hope I can find the fine line between it being theraputic and illness inducing…I really do. I fear one will not come without the other…

Time to try again and see where it goes and if I can cope. Fingers firmly crossed!