richmond by katharine eastman
(40 mins of Ambient Landfill, so apologies for that, and even though it would of course be ludicrous for anyone to download it, or even to hear it right now, I still feel it serves a purpose - there are moments - they only happen about once every four months - when it's 3am and you want to visit a website and click a triangle and hear something that reminds you what life was like in 2025 - as a Luddite it is my duty to believe that society is getting worse and unhappier, and this belief isn't based on the books I've read or the feelings I've felt but on the expressions on the faces I see every day)
[ LATER - having now actually heard this thing, I really do think it's quite good - almost good enough to be suitable for whatever mood anyone is in ]
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Thank you indeed yes but no but yes a friend and I had a wonderful day up in Richmond (London) yesterday thank you again - we ate on the platform before the first train came, we ate some more on the train, we ate some more when we got off the second train at Richmond, I can't remember where, then we ate some more (sandwiches) at Pembroke Lodge, Petersham (picture) then we tried to eat down at the Nurseries but it was too crowded and surely people would only eat there merely to be seen, so then we ate some delicious veggy food at Hollyhock Cafe in Richmond then we went into the Franco Manco in Richmond and had a pizza each and then at Richmond station we had some rolls which we ate on the two trains home.
I knew it was going to be that sort of day, so I'd not had breakfast or anything beforehand and I've eaten nothing since and won't all today and maybe not tomorrow, until my weight comes back down - it is how I can afford to eat-out, by never eating-in. I have to battle to keep my weight down, and one of the main reasons I socialise so little is that I know that nowadays socialising means eating, especially with the people I love the most, the ones who live for today and who never resist temptation - they are always the most fun. My first/only line of defence against food is my habit of weighing myself first thing in the morning every single bloomin day.
This morning I expected to be two kg up. In fact I am "only" half a kg up. The great and new thing about yesterday was that it was a day without anything sugary and we also walked about a million miles and we also accidentally swam in the Thames when the tide rose so high that it flooded the path and we couldn't avoid it, we had to get wet, we lost weight also because everyone was so nice, and the best way of all is to come back to Southampton and leave the station and see the people strung out on the street edges shouting at you and each other and no one in particular and knowing that this is how the whole country will be and that you'll need to stay trim and alert and strong if you want to die later rather than sooner.
rec'd this morning, photo Pembroke Lodge, Petersham yesterday
