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fresh corn tortillas with pico de gallo made with homegrown jalepenos my salad* pecan pie lime chess pie* toasted avocado sandwich* sand tarts* gwai lo rice* sliced homegrown tomatoes, warm from the garden, on buttered bread with a twist of pepper roast lamb dinner: lamb, roastie potatoes, gravy, fresh broad beans, yorkshire puddings, sweet carrots and red currant jelly. mangoes. the kind that smell like sex and perfume and taste like a wet kiss with someone you have fancied for a long time.
...Durian, the japanese blowfish of fruit. That first bite takes courage, but after you taste it you discover that you've probably never felt more alive in your life. *how to make the starred foods can be found in recipes |
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ten pieces of music which changed my life A Whiter Shade of Pale/Procol Harem Ultra/Depeche Mode Wish You Were Here/Pink Floyd /Waters/Gilmour Imagine/John Lennon Closer To God/Nine Inch Nails Come Down in Time /Elton John God Moving Over The Face Of The Waters/Moby Solsbury Hill/Peter Gabriel OK Computer/Radiohead Good Vibrations / The Beach Boys |
ten people I wouldn't make stay on their side of the bed Albrecht Dürer Laurence Llewelyn-Bowen Austin Pendleton Christopher Eccleston Alan Rickman James Mason Joaquin Phoenix Donald O'Connor Sarah Miles Antoine de Caunes |
| ten epiphanies giving birth being baptised eating a moon pie at kilometre zero while the sun sank and the lights of notre dame came winking on first time in a waco biplane the first time I boarded my grandfather's boat, The Queen of Texas seeing death and realising that the person I loved wasn't in that body anymore, and that body left behind wasn't them. the person I loved was gone and most likely having a much better time than me. The first time I saw Gene Kelly singing - and dancing - in the rain. long afternoons in my treehouse with a stack of books, some crisp apples and sharp cheddar cheese the first true norther of autumn hunting for angel wings on the beach on a cold, cold day, then going in for a cup of hot chocolate. Best cup of hot chocolate I have had so far.
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ten women I like to look at the way I like looking at works of art Anna Paquin Edie Sedgwick Helena Bonham Carter Elsa Lanchester as the Bride of Frankenstein Ingrid Bergman Julie Christie Genevieve Bujold Sarah Miles Barbra Streisand Jane Birkin
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fuck lit-rah-chuh. give me a cracking good read any day. His Dark Materials Trilogy: Northern Lights, The Subtle Knife, The Amber Spyglass/Philip Pullman The Lord of the Rings/JRR Tolkien Snowcrash/Neal Stephenson The Autobiography of Henry the VIII With Notes By His Fool, Will Somers/Margaret George Jitterbug Perfume/Tom Robbins Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates/Tom Robbins The Diamond Age/Neal Stephenson The Witching Hour/Anne Rice Clan of the Cave Bear, The Valley of Horses, The Mammoth Hunters/Jean Auel Pillars of the Earth/Ken Follet Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell/Susanna Clarke Fingersmith/Sarah Waters The Other Boleyn Girl/Philippa Gregory Lonesome Dove/Larry McMurtry
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ten men I might like to look like if I were a man Cary Grant Ralph Fiennes James Mason James Marsters Albrecht Dürer Amedeo Modigliani Laurence Llewelyn-Bowen Christopher Eccleston Joaquin Phoenix George Clooney
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favourite fine artists Po Shun Leong Van Eyck Holbein Miro Modigliani Calder Van Gogh Scott Prior Joe Sorren Andy Goldsworthy John Waterhouse Michael Sowa
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new bandaids freshly ground coffee curry cooking burning mesquite peeled ginger ripe pineapple London Chinatown fresh hay green mown grass New Crayola Crayons ten smells that are as satisfying as eating
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| ten things guaranteed to raise me higher pedicures Kinder Eggs listening to choir practice in St Albans cathedral Walking on dry autumn leaves carving Jack-O-Lanterns gathering eggs seeing the Colorforms logo a drink of pure, cold water on a hot day saunas when it's sleeting outside sleeping the sleep of the just
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Ten things I love about my country Blackbirds here have bright yellow beaks, the way they should. The way a child would draw them. Tea for everything that ails you. People are true survivors (The Blitz, the bombs, M. Thatcher) and all without making a huge terrific fuss about it, just quietly clearing a path to the pub and having a beer after they put the fire out. Real seasons, temperate climate, more pretty scenery than you can shake a stick at. That it's possible to dig up actual Roman artifacts in your own back garden. That you don't need a car to get around. That people don't bang on about how free they are, yet this country enjoys and preserves more personal freedom and personal privacy than any other country I know. The NHS. Despite the sometimes hassle and current glitches in the system, no one is denied free healthcare. When you win the lottery, you keep all the money. The taxman doesn't automatically swoop in and take 50%. The holy trinity of British Bad Guys: Peter Cushing, Christopher Lee and John Wood. |
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ten pieces of music that make me feel good no matter what else is happening when I hear them I can see clearly now / johnny nash eye in the sky / alan parsons big spender / sweet charity draggin' the line/tommy james and the shondells (sittin' on) the dock of the bay / otis redding solsbury hill / peter gabriel until the end of the world - U2 baker street / gerry rafferty hold me now / thompson twins voodoo chile / stevie ray chanelling jimi
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my best non-people friends macintosh G4 running OS X Panther uni-ball vision fine point indelible ink pens adobe photoshop and my best friend in the morning
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People I love for no apparent reason other than I just do david attenborough the amazing kreskin sarah miles mister rogers dolly parton kathy burke gary lineker brian may dr. emmanuel bronner gene hackman captain kangaroo austin pendleton in the hunt for red october, when tim curry, says, "You'll receive the Order of Lenin for this, Captain!" with all the earnest, pathologically patriotic awe one human can muster, it breaks my heart and makes me laugh out loud at the same time. tim curry taught me that when the artist commits, the artist should never hold back, but - damn the telephone poles - charge full speed ahead like a hurricane. |
what really annoys me? This annoys me. on several levels. check the spelling. then get angry because a 15,000 year-old piece of irreplaceable art has been defaced by some fuckwit for whom destroying a thing in order to declare ownership of it isn't an issue. I'm surprised they didn't just go ahead and put a © on the elk's arse while they were at it.
and I also hate flathead screws. |
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...and
number eleven...this is for Po Shun, who was gracious enough
to write and remind me to never judge a food by its smell...