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Saturday, May 18, 2013

Kodiak moments

My sister went to Lake Como; didn't see George Clooney but did bring back Italian cheese, coffee, wine, limoncello-yum.

I knew Chelsea would win on Wed. At half time we saw the setting red Amsterdam sky and the fan looking up, drawing inspiration. Keano rubbed it in; saying Benfica are bottlers. I just wish Chelsea fans would sing when they're not winning, it was 1-1, you have to support and lift in life..earn success..encourage. I understand many of their fans flew back Thurs night monged from the local delights; Amsterdam hashish. In the film Ted a toy bear does bongs; you have to suspend belief a little. Does John Terry learn? The dignified way would be to wear a suit; he lifted up the trophy without playing which gives you an idea who holds sway in that dressing room.

224 excellent photos at the London Photo Festival. Evocative backdrops, the places you'll still go to, memories of yesteryear, faded splendour, shared ideas, those kodiak moments- bears, weathered faces that tell a thousand stories..a glint in the eye, from enigmatic to embracing serenity, a love heart in the still silence of a Scandinavian glacier, it could be dawn..could be dusk. Velib; Paris had Boris bikes three years before us; why so we do things after? A cigarette in the rain, daily travails.

We had Fosters Radler; you get radler in New Zealand and Germany. Good to quaff at barbies i guess. Saw cage fighting, vampire flicks with crunching noises; Ethan Hakwe's pain in not being able to save his friend from a painful end.

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