Marni bounces back

Just eight weeks after breaking her arm in a nasty fall from this very trampoline - and six weeks after it was reset rather excruciatingly - Marni is back doing what she does best: risking life and limb. We waited three hours for the privilege of seeing a consultant for all of five minutes yesterday. It was infuriating but there's no point in complaining is there? Or maybe there is...perhaps I should fire off a stroppy letter for a change. Do you know what? I think I will!

GelGem Windowcling

I missed yesterday because I was engaged in all sorts of nightmarish work activities, followed by a storming night out in London with my brother. We went to see Pivot, a most excellent Australian math rock outfit who kept us well on our toes with their cheeky 5/4 rhythms, the scamps. I took a photo of the mirror ball at the Hoxton Square Bar and Kitchen, but it was only on my phone and I was a bit drunk so it came out considerably worse than I hoped it might.

Today I'm too tired to think about anything so I went for the first little stab of inspiration I've felt all day - these rather fetching GelGem Windowcling things that the kids were given this morning for being good. I could have cleaned up that little splodge in front of the ball but I decided it added a bit of gritty realism (either that or I couldn't be bothered - you decide).