Diary of Lisa Taylor, reluctantly 42 (and a half)

Or.. 'f.ck me I'm forty.. two.. and a half', though can look 38 on a - not so deluded - good day. Or 'How to reconcile a well experienced mind trapped in a still - but for how long? – youthful body.' Don't have the 30somethings angst/problems, neither have the resigned (?) ageing baby-boomers in safe family territory outlook yet. Here's how I cope, one day all sexy women will get old... but never invisible. © Lisa Taylor 2005/6/7/8/9. Jeez.. so much for the 42 and-a-half delusion

Thursday, July 15, 2010

14 July - Summer Cinema - partial

from now on anything that says 'partial' means that I haven't finished writing it but that if I sit on it forever, you'll think this blog is defunct so am publishing and later on will amend.

Under the Westway things have improved and got more creative. Bless. what a splendid effort and poor T. must be knackered as much more work than he's used to I expect, down to the fact he has to drag railings and chunky chains and padlocks to secure the area after everyone shoos off. I love the jamaican guys at the entrance who take your £4 and you somehow doubt all of those 'ticket's make their way to the collective pot they're supposed to go to. I wonde also if they double up as something else but don't want to fall into stereotypes of ganja suppliers just because they're jamaicans.


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