... sir joshua would have revelled in such a moment ...

 

... every movement will require consideration ...

 

... the freight people are being extra gentle ...

 

... rodin's gates have just flown in from MOMA ...

this wonderful man ...

makes the best coffee in the south of england in that scruffy little cafe above rottingdean beach

 

extrapolating beauty

some things can't be photographed, yet the eye sometimes stimulates the optimistic mind to see more than may be true

from the corner of my eye, as i cycled to work down wandsworth high street at half past four this morning, i saw this australian guy skateboarding up the other side of the street with all the strength and grace of youth, carrying in front of him a huge bunch of white roses that gleamed unreally in the light of a huge full moon

i doubled back and he obliged me with this brief pose

as your eyes can see, he's not pretty or elegant, but the beauty of the moment brought tears of joy to my eyes

 

the sea in brighton at half past nine this morning ...

 

... was warm enough for a ten minute swim ...

 

... as if you were swimming in a tepid vegetable soup

 

the consolation of good architecture

if you only HAD to live in brighton, you might treat yourself to a modest gaffe in arundel terrace

 

i'm merely bearing witness ... no critique is possible from this exhausted mind

lots of sculptured sand at black rock, brighton kemptown

 

an intriguing doorway at the international maritime organization

 

dali outside county hall

 

the incredible hulk at saint thomas's

 

sir thomas clayton, behind saint thomas' hospital

 

the same text is translated in to latin on the other side

 

more cheese smugglers

 

nuclear family cricketing on box hill

 

no wonder my geography of london was confused ... this is at vauxhall & not where you might suppose