At last , Nearly finished the bush ! Haven't enjoyed myself being so juvenile since I finished working on my cockerel !
Must stop fiddling with it ,but... There's still that leaf on the left that looks a little limp .
Then to the photographer before the client takes delivery , wonder if the Queen likes a good double entendre ! That's if she does visit her ladies in waiting sometimes .
Going to the photographer for me is a little like visiting my therapist , I turn up freshfaced still slightly buoyed by the completion and allow the piece to be probed from all directions by that mat black lense.The concentrated silence seems to have a laxative effect on my conversation and a need to fill the void leads to a stream of unecessary confesssions of all types .
I know that the deluge maybe boring , but weeks of self imposed exile in my shed chipping away barely holds back a tsunami of half baked philosophies and ideas , my family have long ago developed selfselective hearing and inoculated themselves from any effect .
So Adrian is a lamb to the slaughter , and earns far more than the agreed sum .
What will it be this time , the effect of global warming on the fauna of the ST Cross water meadows or the reduction of Minstrels in the average family packet.
No , I know , he's bound to share my distaste for Justin Bieber !!
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