That’s My Pup!

I missed Road Runner it seems, Tom & Jerry instead.

I spent what must’ve been two months in this waiting room, with their doctors, ’til the receptionists knew my name. I cancelled my follow-ups. Now I am back. Am I fatter? I feel fatter. The scale says no, but now the scale is in storage, under literal lock and key. By GP told me I was looking thin, and now I have been given something to live up to. Will I be looking well today, looking healthy? Now I am hoping that I will not. The gym membership has been cancelled, but I have a month left – I am wanting nothing more than to walk to my storage facility, to set that scale up on the hard concrete floor, and to pack my leggings and sports bras into my handbag. As ever, logic has no place here: I have not been eating much, and no binges either, but I am a balloon. Swollen, and jeans out the dryer feel tighter than ever.

And, again, as ever, I am bored of this. 

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Seeing Red

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In order, beginning with the featured image – a fish eye from Japan, early 2014, in Nara; the Attendant cafe in London, a converted Victorian public toilet complete with urinals, found on Foley St.; a vintage store in Shoreditch, London; Gavin Turk’s installation “Now”, an estimation of the current global population, being shown on the Waterloo Road side of Somerset House; Florence, Summer 2014. We went for an evening walk and watched the sun set across the river; Florence, Summer 2014. On the way back from an unsuccessful attempt to buy stamps at the overcrowded post office; Berlin, Summer 2014. Hugo in the shadows, post Holocaust memorial, having some cider. All recently uploaded on my Flickr.