was about to blog but i’ve just heard that dinner’s ready. I’ll leave the computer uploading some pix from yesterdays amble round the quantocks.

Almost packed and ready for the off tomorrow morning. it’s 22:58 and while I’m tempted to set my watch to GMT so i can arrive with my circadian rhythms perfectly in sync, it might cause a problem or two as we wander sleepily around LAX tomorrow. Sally’s taking us to the airport and we’ll be arriving in Bristol on Wednesday morning. REALLY looking forward to it. It’s been a lovely week in L.A., which, despite its many shortcomings, is very homely thanks to the familia gaytan and assorted mates. Wouldn’t want to live here though, oh no. No. It gets a bit hot, see. Atticus even took to the Pacific Ocean this afternoon, he couldn’t take it either. Were I not wearing my last change of clothes I’d’ve followed him too.

We booked the tix for the 2nd jaunt to the UK, so here you go: in The Borough of Taunton Deane from tomorrow till the 29th of July, back here (LaLaLand) for August, then back to UK for all of September (30th of August till the 29th of Sept, or thereabouts). I’m taking my lappy and camera and shall be nagging me folks to get the broadband plumbed into Kingston so expect some more blogging soonish. Bon pas de voyage, or whatever you wish those who stay put while you travel and don’t forget to comment/ guestmap

Bless’em- A storming mixed grill of stuffed pork, sausages, portabello mushrooms, fish, peppers, shrimps (prawns?) and more was ably served by Roberto & Maca last night. Looking and sounding well the lot of them. They’ve even found a barrio in L.A. that doesn’t look like a mall. Right next to LAX.

Farewell Richard Whitely, ham-fisted Alan-Partridge-alike from the inimitable Countdown. So many fond memories…

As you’ll see in these here new photos Sally, Martin and I have rebuilt the porch in grand fashion. It’s surprisingly sturdy considering the last parts took place after a fine lamb dinner with Chianti, Cab Sauv and Zinfandel all round. There’s also pictures from Downey’s fantastically-named “Wilderness Park”. Santa Cruz it ain’t.

Also, hola Arturo, acabo de ver tu mensaje en mi blog. Bienvenido a mi mundo electronico y te deseo el mejor en el trabajo. Espero que las cosas alli se arreglen pronto y que no te desesperes. Pienso en Uds. alli mucho. Cuidate mucho- un abrazo, gwyn