I read the ‘Mists of Avalon’ by Marion Zimmer Bradley in one night. I didn’t sleep. Another book I stayed up all night to read was ‘A night to Remember’ by Walter Lord, about the sinking of the Titanic.
I wrote my thesis on the Titanic when I was at college. I grew up five miles from where it set sail on its maiden voyage to America.
I wanted to live in Italy all my life (or Sweden or Iceland or Mongolia). As you can see, I’m not too fussy.
I am profoundly moved by mystical songs. Kate Bushes ‘Nocturn’ is one of them. I want to write songs like that and sing them to myself.
I hate house work. I really really hate house work, but not ironing.
I spend a lot of my time in a world of my own. Sometimes I think that Jules has really suffered because of it.
I once did some work experience on my summer holiday at college in Italy. We were four girls staying in a deserted villa working in a nearby textile mill. Our landlord held a ‘ball’ for us one night. We were the guests of honour in the grand ballroom amongst one hundred Italian men. I sang an impromptu version of ‘Little Wing’ by Jimi Hendrix accompanied by a pianist on a grand piano. It was a good night. I remember jumping into the swimming pool fully clothed.
Dusk is my time.
I believe that my consciousness will carry on existing after I die. I would like to come back as a fir tree deep in the woods.
One post on this blog is about colon cleansing. To date, it has received 60,000 visits. That blows my mind. I never did it myself.
I used to listen to radio satellite metering to meditate.
Sometimes I think that I have given up with consumerism. I would be quite happy if I never bought anything ever again – except that I want a Fiat 500 (4×4).
I was in a stationary shop buying labels when I heard about 9/11 on the radio.
I can get pretty excited about things. It tends to pull me in one direction after another.
I love smoked salmon.
I am thinking of cutting up a cashmere sweater – one that my mother gave me last year for a Christmas present – to make teddy bears for the kids. Is that wrong?
I like to think that I make all my own decisions about things in life, even though I am greatly influenced by many people around me. Jules is my guiding star. He thinks I never listen to him. But what he says always comes out somehow, somewhere down the line in my general philosophy about things.
I think I may have eaten a rat once in China.
I am really very good at sport, although I never applied myself when I was younger.
I do not own a pair of jeans. I found a pair for six quid in a charity shop, they’ll do.
(carry onto the fourth twenty)
