Guest post: “London: A Place for Flowers & Buying Shoes” – by Gill McGrath

AND BY THE WAY…… those are Spikes words about himself  up there…… where he mentions ears growing  and so on! (and the shoes are mine!)……..

Thanks to Uncle Spike for giving me the space on your blog ! 

The full article I wrote is in the Journal section  in the links to pages  in the panel at the top of this blog.

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In addition to sitting back and dumbfoundedly observing the size of my ears expand, I continue my ‘middle age’ quest for a bit of much needed class… even if not in real life, I decided at least my blog should be a bit more ‘growed-up’ at times (yeah right).

And to that end, Uncle Spike has managed to snag another guest blogger with a difference for you this week; please click your mouse buttons in unison for our very own artist and dare I say, critic… Gill McGrath

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I am often find myself in London, in the name of art! Here is a little piece I wrote in my ‘diary’ two years ago; twelfth night; winter; and deals lightly with the pluses and minuses of that particular winter’s day……….

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“London: A Place for Flowers – and buying shoes”

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imagine ox eye daisies in…….

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 Capture bit shoe …….London: A place for flowers and shoes………my guest post  about a gallery visit  can be found on Uncle Spikes Adventures: http://unclespikes.wordpress.com/  Thank you so much for the invite Spike!

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Dead Boring: News in Full Colour: take no notice, you saw it all before!

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Breaking News:Too late…. Seven men, a van and a crane (a sort of cherry picker) arrived today and parked on the grass at the top of a windy hill, outside the fence where the dummy lives; they had arrived to mend the cable (no need now) it had been mended satisfactorily by a heroic Batman in ten minutes three weeks ago…… after….. three days of ferocious calls from the dummy; calls about the clump of live wires which had come down, finally and suddenly, in a storm…….and were lying in wait for days on the grass, cross eyed and ready to electrocute anything or anybody walking by. It had been a situation for some time which we had reported regularly to the board from this side of the fence, many times before, thinking the wires might be some sort of hazard especially if the wind blew. Today, the men took tea on the grass as there was nothing to do, before leaving again, men bemused about being sent to a job, that had been fixed ….. a job that had been sitting on their waiting list of things to do for the last two years; or maybe they came in response to our emergency calls three weeks ago,who knows? To any one reading this ‘news’ in all its full colour black and white glory (anyone who has come this far! thanks!): You may not be able to understand what this dummy is talking about, but don’t worry no- one else did, either!