Today our drummer has been awarded his PhD

Here we were, back in the hazy summer of 2000, when such a thought was highly improbable.

Crow drawing

Radio Weekend

The newest addition to the pigeon family/ pigeon rescue 2

I picked this one up from next door's doorstep, around the corner on Market Passage, thinking it was one of mine. But on closer inspection- it has too many yellow feathers at the back of it's head, and a white tip to it's beak. I think it comes from the nest in between my house & next door. I suspected there must be a nest there, as I've heard chirping when doing the washing up. Anyway, I think it's safer on my balcony than on the street downstairs, and I've left it food. And one of my squabs has returned, and is snuggled up, keeping it company. I think the father is even feeding it.

Leaving the nest...

One squab has gone, already. The other made a dash for it, flapping wildly, and unsure what to do when it landed, awkwardly, on the pub opposite. It flapped a bit more, and ended up on my doorstep, looking up at me, squeaking pathetically. I went down and it was on the windowsill of The Cutter, the poor daft thing still has some of it's yellow baby feathers. I don't think it has the strength yet, to fly properly.

Anyway, it let me pick it up happily enough, and bring it home. I carried it up the stairs past Eric, who regarded it with customary contempt. It's back in it's nest, for a little while at least. It won't be long though, I'm sure. Funny. It was exactly a month today that the first one hatched.

Delightful house guests/sitters

Not only do I receive a gourmet breakfast, flowers, and on my return a house much tidier than I left it, a very happy cat and a fridge full of food; but also lovely notes...

Emma-Jane's photoshoot

At exactly three weeks

Open Studios

Lucy's trip to Hastings - Book Art Bibliotherapy & precision bob trim

TIG exhibition- Dragon, Hastings. PV Thursday 3rd September. My offerings:

The calm after the storm

Award for the most disorganised house in Hastings?

It's lucky that our Art Car Boot Sale is coming up on Thursday- my house is full to bursting with toot, and even more chaotic than normal, as I had to bring everything up from downstairs, to accommodate the Japanese Exchange exhibition, which goes on until the end of September.

After 31 years, I still haven't got my obsessive love of 'things', and desire for 'organised calm' balance quite right. Time for an autumnal clear-out and tidy-up I think, before I can even think of all the other things I'm supposed to be doing. And my flurry of forthcoming guests travelling down by train, van and bicycle, need a place to rest their weary heads.

Nathan Burr making/ hanging bread bird boxes for Coastal Currents