Don't bother George.
Apr. 17th, 2008 03:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whathoGeorge Harrison's telling me not to bother him. IN SONG. It's, you know. It's really quite exciting.
Hello. I haven't written an India post in over a year now and I'm thinking I maybe ought to do something about that. That's not entirely true anyway because I've sort of been writing them in my head, but I get that's not entirely the same thing. I'd just left Jaisalmer, hadn't I, and I was on my way to Bhenswara. Then I go to Kumbalgarh, possibly via Ranakpur, and Udaipur and Deogarh and Pushkar and Jaipur, and that's the bit I really wanted to write about because I saw Kal Ho Naa Ho there in the Raj Mandir. Then I go to Fatepur Sikri and Agra, then Varanasi, then Delhi again, where I stay put for a week. Then I spend five weeks in Dharamsala with a brief excursion to Dalhousie and it gets difficult to make interesting daily posts and I need to consider a change of format. But at the current rate of progress I shan't have to be thinking about that for another nine and a half years. So that's what I need to do. Also I have some more plays to write.
Today I saw a girl trying to cycle with a double bass strapped to her back and a blob of bird-poo on a living room window shaped precisely like a cormorant. Which is a bit too cunning for words. Yesterday I watched 'Terrorform' in which Rimmer was overwhelmed by his own self-loathing and I couldn't entirely believe how magnificent the whole thing was. I have other thoughts too, but they tire me.
Jim Sweeney/Steve Steen. That's the one I forgot. Not that Jim Sweeney/Toby Slattery isn't fairly beautiful as well.
Hello. I haven't written an India post in over a year now and I'm thinking I maybe ought to do something about that. That's not entirely true anyway because I've sort of been writing them in my head, but I get that's not entirely the same thing. I'd just left Jaisalmer, hadn't I, and I was on my way to Bhenswara. Then I go to Kumbalgarh, possibly via Ranakpur, and Udaipur and Deogarh and Pushkar and Jaipur, and that's the bit I really wanted to write about because I saw Kal Ho Naa Ho there in the Raj Mandir. Then I go to Fatepur Sikri and Agra, then Varanasi, then Delhi again, where I stay put for a week. Then I spend five weeks in Dharamsala with a brief excursion to Dalhousie and it gets difficult to make interesting daily posts and I need to consider a change of format. But at the current rate of progress I shan't have to be thinking about that for another nine and a half years. So that's what I need to do. Also I have some more plays to write.
Today I saw a girl trying to cycle with a double bass strapped to her back and a blob of bird-poo on a living room window shaped precisely like a cormorant. Which is a bit too cunning for words. Yesterday I watched 'Terrorform' in which Rimmer was overwhelmed by his own self-loathing and I couldn't entirely believe how magnificent the whole thing was. I have other thoughts too, but they tire me.
Jim Sweeney/Steve Steen. That's the one I forgot. Not that Jim Sweeney/Toby Slattery isn't fairly beautiful as well.
