Tuesday, May 17, 2011

awake early, miss cupcake turns up and we wander down the street looking for a breakfast with pan the wonder hound in tow and a new baby poppy looking at the elves and pixies dancing around her little head, wow! i do love babies, i always have found them really fun, those strange little noises and grunts, that sucking sound as they suck on the dummy, the way their little hands curl around my finger, the eyes all clear, portals into a blank slate, sometimes you get a baby with those old eyes, like jake, he had old mans eyes, like he knew more than me. and he did. now we are about equal.
anyway we sit down for a nice coffee, i flick through the paper, we talk about bin ladins pornography. i mean it could all be bullshit but i 'd imagine bin ladin actually quite liked watching girl on girl action, i mean underneath all that rage he was just a man, with a mans weakness. i dunno, i think they should tell us what porn he watched but there you go. we talk about coffee machines, i'm thinking of getting a nesspresso one although i have no idea where i will put it, my kitchen is cluttered enough. we talk about the only reason it sems men and women get together these days is economic, to buy homes and things, a relationship based on love seems rare, we chat a little about books. miss cupcake has decided to move to whale beach, we go to look at the house. i spent a few years at whale beach, it's the perfect place for a child to grow up, the house is amazing, it has a outdoor bathroom and a theatrical area where i imagine 'a midsummer's night dream' could be preformed. there's a big archway leading into the wild garden, i hear oberon calling me through the other side. large gardenia plants surround the house, i wander across the huge balcony and look at the veiw, whale beach sprawls across in the morning sun, a few surfers bobbing in the distance. yeah this is a good space, a great space, it has my approval.
it's the perfect place for a child to grow up in.

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