I think I might be one of the few people in the U.K. who is smitten with summer rain. I love the storms that roll by, makes me feel all cozy and warm with a cuppa, a stupid grin on my face and Mr.Bugsy jumping at every opportunity to eat or drink whatever he can get his paws on or his face in, funny little kitteh! heh heh.

On another, more sober note, it's been ages since I went out, there's so much work to do: three websites to get up and running by the end of next month, I'm late with the end of year accounts for the company (which means I have to pay the first late filing penalty fee) due to computer crashing, illness and to top it all off the scanner died.

One more thing I have to do is a new Arts & Design portfolio for next year (who says old farts can't start university from scratch?) It's quite hard to go back to drawing and designing after years of being dormant or idle.

I feel as though I'm drawing for the first time, and the way I see art now is completely different than how I did before.
[Very interesting observation; when we get older, the way we perceive everyday life, and other deeper issues and thoughts is always evolving or developing into something new and different, our styles change and the way we extract the minuscule details in every day things.]

yaaay I'm blabbing like a lunatic!

Have a good night!