Monday 20 June 2011

WORK

I've started my new project -
I'm orchestrating a very large piece for a 90 piece symphony orchestra -
aaaaaaaaaaagh - but i do love to work and the time flies.
the downside is that almost every available moment of clear headspace is now filled with all the instruments of the orchestra one by one running through my head -
ah well, there are certainly worse things to happen.
i can't divulge more yet, but you'll be the first to know - of course.
much love
R x

Friday 17 June 2011

ONE FOOT IN THE RAVE

WATCHING BLACKADDER GOES FORTH FOR THE 100TH TIME, WITH PLAITS ON MY HEAD, A TWINKLE IN MY EYE, 6 DOGS ROUND MY FEET AND ONE FOOT IN THE RAVE.

LIFE IS GOOD -
RACH X

Wednesday 15 June 2011

HOORAY

Internet back on - today - the day i am leaving.
weather fabulous! today - the day i am leaving.
ah well, i get to see my guys in london and especially the ever -invincible, undying Spuddo.
Always hate saying goodbye to Skrapovsky -
Finally got permission from the mayor to go ahead with the colours for painting of the outside of the house -
so its all good -
love rach x

Monday 13 June 2011

Defeated

I am in France. There was literally a monsoon. The pool awash with mud needs emptying. Some flooding. No Internet for a week. Doing this via bloody titchy horrible iPhone that insists on correcting all my perfectly spelt words to non words. Eg it just tried to change spelt to Speke. I'm defeated and pissed off. Always problems.
At least I have lovely eyes. ( iPhone wants to change them to lively eyes. Lovely not a word steve jobs you twat? )
R x

Tuesday 7 June 2011

JE SUIS.....

.... en france.

avec Skrapovsky - brainstorming my new project.

It's a good one - as soon as i can i will tell all.

Rach x

Sunday 5 June 2011

THE CAMERA TOTALLY DOES LIE

My forearm is not that big and my nose is not that small. its not easy taking a picture of oneself - but at least no-one is capturing a piece of my soul.
Off to France tomorrow - can't wait - lots to do -
hope you are all well-
ps spud still hanging on in there. i think he may have a portrait of himself in the attic