Showing posts with label miss pettigrew lives for a day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label miss pettigrew lives for a day. Show all posts

Monday, May 3, 2010

I don't even play piano.

Dear Fleur.
Tandy and I were playing the island game.

The Rules:
6 months.

One island.
2 people.
2 songs.
2 things.
+You.

What[Who] would you bring?

(via)
I decided on Bear Grylls and Robert Downey Jr.
Nessun Dorma and The Beatles: I'm Looking Through You.
And,
a piano and Miss Pettigrew Lives For A Day.

I think I would be satisfied for 6 months. I mean, really. It would be almost perfect.
To me at least.
The opera. Sherlock Holmes. And a piano. What more could I ask for?

Maybe some chai tea.
Love, Bella.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Moving Pictures.

Dear Fleur.
One day I watched a movie that is now my favourite.

Miss Pettigrew Lives For A Day.

And now it's sitting in a box right behind me.
You know what I'll be doing tonight.
Love, Bella.

EDIT: I went to Coos Bay. Didn't get to see the beach. But I could smell it. And that's close enough for me. Not exactly pockets full of sand, but they were full of Hayward Field's track. But that's another blog post...