brixton springwatch

june 9th

Current level of conviction in own genius (out of 10): 7
Hours of creative activity achieved in last 24 hours: 2
Hair day: quality!! leaving it to dry naturally before coating it intensively in special hair pudding seemed to work wonders...

We have our very own Springwatch here in South London. It's ridiculous that I live nary 5 mins from Brixton tube, and from all the lairy goings-on that could pass for street performance art if you looked at it in the right way (the besuited godfathers of shouty evangelical Christianity guarding their tv preacher on Coldharbour Lane corner, the barneys at the bus stops, the old woman steadfastly playing comb and tissue paper outside Iceland), yet once in the Sleepy Hollow-esque back garden of Baytree Court, I'm transported into a haven of proud British wildlife. Squirrels, foxes (whose nighttime conversations sound eerily like the bloodcurdling cries of women being murdered), starlings, a lovely pair of great tits (yes, yes, innuendo-spouters, have your fun) and an eerily tame blackbird who came so cockily close to me that for a second I was worried that it was going to turn into a re-enactment of The Birds. But to perch out there today, basking in the sunshine whilst munching on a salad of grilled peppers, rocket, parmesan and avocado, whilst all manner of birds fluted merrily around me, was just damn bliss.

Continuing to be inspired by new music on Leaf and Rune Grammofon labels, and concocting little songs of my own. Plus the DVD factory for sedna stories is now up and rolling!!!
kjx