Monthly Archives: September 2007
calling all francophiles
Stuart and I have just been sitting here puzzling over this video. It’s full of French people who looked vaguely familiar and we felt we ought to know, but we only definitely managed to name three. Go on, have a … Continue reading
science of dunking
It’s official, an American cinnamon graham cracker performs better than a Belgian speculoos biscuit in a milk dunking. But the speculoos easily outperforms the graham cracker in tea and, I suspect – although it remains untested – in other hot … Continue reading
here’s me mum
I had a huge list of things I was going to get done this afternoon, but I had a really hard time concentrating and ended up just drawing this picture of my mother. She’s having an eight-hour operation right now … Continue reading
angel fink
No, I haven’t made a sketch this morning. But I did do a writing exercise, on my new ‘teach myself writing’ course I’m putting myself through. I am going to be a writer, oh yes I am. I went to … Continue reading
happy 80th, shirley hughes!
I sometimes think about what it would be like to meet my favourite writers and illustrators, and wonder what they’re like. But it’s also a bit terrifying when so many of them are gathered in one room. While the froth … Continue reading
helen ward dinner
Last night I had a real treat, a dinner in Kew Gardens hosted by Templar Publishing for the launch of Helen Ward’s latest book, ‘Wonderful Life’. I was slightly nervous because I didn’t know anyone, but Helen’s publicist, Philippa Perry, … Continue reading
thirteen things to thatch
Here are some potential projects for my family’s expanding thatch empire. The diagrams are somewhat shaky, since I drew them on the train ride back from Bexhill-on-sea. (We had just finished thatching the De La Warr Pavilion.)
house on the weald
This weekend Stuart and I went to visit some old friends from Moscow days, who had moved to a new house. We didn’t know much about the house, but we got a real surprise when we came up the driveway! … Continue reading
a new thatcher era
Thatching is the new knitting. My iron ladies have done me proud again, this time on London’s Gherkin. No. 23 daughter led the team. No 19 had to go home two days early with a bad case of whooping cough, … Continue reading
die reichstag thatchers
I am so proud of my thatching girls (see earlier post). No. 14 led the way, vastly improving the appearance of Berlin’s once frumpy edifice. No. 23 is currently leading a team of her sisters who are toiling on London’s … Continue reading
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