Thursday, 30 September 2010
Tuesday, 28 September 2010
Sunday, 26 September 2010
'He is like a butterfly, but at the same time he is the epitome of manliness and youthful beauty. The ballerinas, who are just as beautiful, are completely eclipsed by him.'
Friday, 24 September 2010
Wednesday, 22 September 2010
Monday, 20 September 2010
Sunday, 19 September 2010
Saturday, 18 September 2010
Thursday, 16 September 2010
Tuesday, 14 September 2010
After the dullest of dull days, there was a spectacular two-tone sunset over the beach. Corals and orange blazing to my left, the tide far out and the light catching on the sand at Sheppey; blues, silver and heathery clouds like a Whistler nocturne to my right.
Everybody stops to stare. Neighbours run home for their cameras.
Our sunsets are famous and we never tire of watching them. It is a sociable moment when strangers stop to talk. 'It'll be a good one tonight.' 'It flares up again just before the end.'
No wonder the local cinema closed down.
We've got our own Cinema Paradiso.