Category: Memories

Marlene Dumas and the great heist

My friend Millie kindly treated me to tickets to the Marlene Dumas show currently at the Tate Modern and so my thanks to her for a great day. I have to confess I’m new to Marlene Dumas and so although I thought I would like her show based on the prep work I’d done I …

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Spy in the camp

Brighton 0 v 1 Brentford I’m going to get to see a few Brighton games this season and this was the first. Very enjoyable day with beer either side of the game. Brighton had their chances in this game but their attack is pretty toothless and they payed the price for that when Brentford scored …

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Egon Schiele, the embankment and poppies at the Tower of London

Treasure brought back from my day trip to London with Erica and Ric. We went to see the Egon Schiele exhibition currently on at The Courtauld Gallery. For me personally this is a must see exhibition, Schiele is VERY rarely seen in the UK and so I urge you all to visit it while you …

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69 gays in Brighton

There are only so many questions one person can answer in a day and I went waaaay past what is reasonable today. As soon as I saw beer I managed to stop caring, and the JD blanked my mind snip snap. Highlights were the northerner saying ‘The gay’, wonderfully innocent like in Brighton, and the …

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Stanley Spencer and Fishbourne Roman Palace

Had an excellent day out yesterday ( a rare day off) and visited the superb Stanley Spencer show currently running at Pallant House Gallery Chichester. Followed by a visit to the Roman Palace at Fishbourne. I strongly urge you to make the time and go to see the Stanley Spencer show. Although not a large …

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Computing at school

I remember the computer at school (there was only one). It had its own room (it needed one it was so big). I wasn’t allowed in there, only top maths geeks were and I’d dropped out of A’ Level maths. I walked by once and the door was open and I got a peek of …

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My three earliest memories

I have three memories from when I was really young. Here they are.. The scratch I remember riding my first bike and as a consequence one of my first failures of judgement. I saw a gap between two parked cars and determined I could get my bike between the two. I was wrong and the …

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