Saturday, 17 December 2011

i heart bristol

Big up to Daddy P, who managed to get me out of the house this afternoon.

Of course I failed to get myself organised in time for yoga, and spent all morning underneath my duvet. It really is the best hiding cosy... total bliss...

It was always going to be a difficult day, but the delights of  Fopp and walking across the floating harbour managed to keep the black dog at bay...

The light down at the waterfront in Bristol is always interesting. There's something about dusk, and the way the glass buildings reflect off one another and with the water... I love it. Its always moving and changing. You get these huge big industrial cranes, lined up ready for work, but now they're almost redundant. Some people would call them ugly. But to me, they're beautiful. Strong and silent grey figures that remind me of a time when things looked and sounded completely different. The smell of steam whispers across the water from someones boat. And I wish I could spend all day watching and drifting with the tide.



  1. Hi Susie. Thought you might be interested in this. Flash fiction. xx

  2. thanks dan, i'll check it out xx