East London boy

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Alfred Hitchcock grew up in Leytonstone (his father’s former grocery shop is apparently painted with a mural of The Birds now), and so the local Tube station has an underpass filled with these witty and colourful mosaics is his films.

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How many can you spot? If you’re like me and only got the famous ones, there are plaques underneath each piece telling you the names.

All photos Dec 2018.

Boars

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Photo by @jlinford as part of her foodie Advent calendar for this year. These splendid gingerbread boats are from Bageriet, a little Swedish shop just off Covent Garden that does sinfully-good hot chocolate too.

a deeper meaning

OK guys and gals, we have the next installation of my earwagging on the streets…

And then we have exactly the same table but with him dying first

Are you taking Miranda to golf?

It’s like when frogs try to cross

We’re good people and we’re moved by something bigger

Now that was a castle

I managed to shop for the first time in my life and I was like, I’m gonna die!

They’re stuck together with jam

“They can speak all the languages.” “That’s good.”

So what do you need from us…oh, you want tickets. And PANCAKES? You want tickets AND pancakes?

What we need is some chefs on instagram with a fish dish

So you’re still fun, but more focused

Nowadays every guy and his gal in shoreditch have a face tattoo, but as far as I’m concerned, unless you’ve killed at least two people you can’t do that. And I’m like, mate, you’re probably from Cambridge…

It’s just an allegation

It turns out he worked quite a lot

Did they have lots of COFFINS in the summer? What? Oh, I thought you’d have remembered that.

He’s off his tits on broccoli. (Ok – admittedly that was anyone who overheard me having a particular conversation with my mum.)

Well, it’s not the best banana.

What can I say? It is a shame (link to full story here)

Fifteen clarinets playing at once: it’s terrible.

It was so, so disgusting.

How long was Gerrard at the buffet?

Hi Dad, er…essentially I need to borrow 24 quid.

“So before they get here, anything I should know?”

“Henry’s having an affair.”

“I thought you’d say that.”

Enjoy is a soft word, I would say love.

Colours everywhere

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Cycling through the Dulwich Picture Gallery again (the first place I saw a painting and thought, I LIKE that), I saw the excellent Edward Bawden exhibition and also enjoyed the latest reshuffle of the main collection.

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The siderooms off the main corridor haven’t changed hugely, to my satisfaction – there’s still a Poussin room, there’s still dutch landscapes with a smattering of Rembrandt’s – but there’s also something new: an 18th century portrait given a new corner to shine in; a repaint in bright yellow from grey panels from green brocade; a room with close up analysis of a Tiepolo.

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Always worth a visit! All photos August 2018.

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Festival moods

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If in May the first music festivals come out, by late June / July it’s definitely the turn of the literary circuit and the London season seems fully underway as the talking set’s removal to various parks and country houses coincide with racing, cricket and tennis.

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The one I did get to (thank you C) was the Queen’s Park literary festival where I went 100% fangirl at seeing Zadie Smith speak. But next year I’m saving time for the Garden Museum’s weekend (topics ranging from Elizabethan knot gardens to foraging)

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and The Idler also had a splendidly louche-sounding weekend booked in at Fenton House earlier this year. Not a tent in sight, let alone a portaloo…

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Frilled linen

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And then, opening her eyes, how fresh, like frilled linen clean from a laundry laid in wicker trays, the roses looked; and dark and prom the red carnations, holding their heads up; and all the sweet peas spreading in their bowls, tinged violet, snow white, pale – as if it were the evening and girls in muslin frocks cane out to pick sweet peas and roses after the superb summer’s day

Mrs Dalloway buying the flowers herself, and the very much not-for-sale roses in Regebt’s Park.