In a nut shell.

Lets go from the top. My weekend kicked off with me getting my telephone back from the fix it shop, which it probably never did, it probably just sat in the shop and then they handed it back to me and said it was fixed. So with the excitement of receiving modern technology back I took to taking photographs. After getting a coffee with Be we set out on the road to Lella's school open day where we watched the fashion student's garments on the runway. Here me met up with Zee, Mammy and Pappy. In great family tradition we then went to yum-cha. It was divine as per usual. When the gathering came to an end, we all kissed goodbye in the car park. I wished that we could have stayed but life has to keep rolling. So as the day came to a close we steamed some dumplings and buns that we had bought from the grocer and sat down to watch a movie. End day.

So naturally after Saturday comes Sunday. I got to spend the day with Be, so we went grocery shopping and passed the day with knitting and reading. It was very nice and I even went for an afternoon walk. Something I rarely do, but I felt the cabin fever creeping in. I thought I might learn something about my surrounding area on my walk. But all I realised is that it is as boring as I thought and that the police cars park in car spots that match the number on the car. What a supreese! So that was that.

She can handle birds.

I hate birds.

Intermission.

Today I went to the theatre alone for the first time. When I got to the cinema there was a line of elderly people waiting to buy tickets. I was the only person so it seemed that was under sixty. There are three possible reasons for this:

1. it was ten o'clock on a Monday morning.

2. they were screening Cleopatra, 1963.

and 3. Seniors get ridiculous discounts.

So the movie was brilliant and it wasn't as lonesome as I thought.

It is said that although Cleopatra is regarded as one of the most beautiful women in history she actually looked like a man. Elizabeth Taylor however lives up the the prior legend, as the most beautiful woman on earth. Stunning.

image via letterstodeadpeople.tumblr.

Forget about it.

Forrgetaboutitt.

My eyes hurt its so beautiful.

Here is a documentary series by Fred & Nick for Mumford & Sons. Its probably the best documentary I've seen since the documentary on sliced bread. I love the part in India where they swap clothes.

1. Mumford & Sons.

2. My Father's band circa 1975.

When I found the first photo it reminded me of my stylin' father, centre in the caramel flares, nice.

Floating.

I'm terrified of drowning but I love lying in the bath. Sometimes I feel like I could almost go to sleep. I love the way the water makes all the sounds dull except for my heartbeat and my breathing. It almost feels like the rest of the world doesn't exist for those few minutes and everything seems to disappear. It's so calm and quiet. I wish life was like a bath.

via weheartit.

Vinyl dreaming.

"I was June and you were my Johnny Cash

Never one without the other, we made a pact

Sometimes when I miss you, I put those records on"

-The One That Got Away, Katy Perry.