Modern architecture

Ooh I've had a lovely week with Celine and the bebes but really ever so tiring (and Agnes and Etienne are such darlings but tri-lingual don't you know, which I find not a little exhausting), all culminating in a children's architecture workshop, where Ludo helped them build the Trellick Tower out of stickle bricks.

A little catch-up

Goodness, I know I haven't been around for a while but I've been keeping my head down working on Issue 12. Spent most of last week visiting the various poetry slams of Greater London. Illuminating.

And Celine gets in later today so I imagine I shall be frequenting a lot of cafes, Baby Gaps, and random children's art workshops on the South Bank for the next few days. I'm bracing myself as we speak.

A little catch-up:

As you read, Loretta has finally asked Bogdan out for coffee (yes, this is his name. I think Lol was hoping for something a little more romantic but them's the breaks). She also finally asked Nancy to be part of her new production TGGDC - an interpretative dance.

Ludo is in Peru on a Gaultier shoot. He hates Gaultier poor love but the money's ridiculous! The marathon grows ever closer and he's threatening to jog the Inca trail for a bit of extra training.

Haven't seen Natalie for ages. She wasn't at French Scrabble last week but she's been ever so busy working on her new underwear line. She's awfully defensive about it and can't understand why the literati are berating this new avenue.

Such is life.

All a-quiver

TO:pippa@weekendbirdie
FROM:loretta@yellowclog
RE: coffee

Got bored of hiding in bookshop. Been through all random art photography section near window 7 times so I went back to Bungees for a lactose-free frozen yoghurt and asked him out for coffee! Gosh, I'm all a-quiver!

Loretta x

Pippa's Icons #2

#2 - Great fringes of the 20th Century.

Louise Brooks, Anna Karina, Elina Lowensohn (is this the best arthouse haircut you've ever seen?)

Visitors

To:pippa@weekendbirdie
FROM:celine@bicyclettebleu
RE:We come!

Hé Pippa, I come to London with Agnes and Etienne thus we can rub your bomp! You see Monday!

Soignoise,
Celine
xxxxxx

Scan

Hey! Had my scan yesterday. Here's my little blessing.


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Just for the record...if you ever see me getting out of a 4x4 wearing a pair of Boden wellies, please kill me.

The committee

Ugh! Had this hideous committee meeting last night in my block where I had to raise the issue of Ludo moving in and guess what? It was bloody rejected because of Jaarko, his bloody afghan hound! Seems I may be leaving my pseudo north london village for a mid-century penthouse overlooking the heath. Ho-hum.

Stalking II

TO:pippa@weekendbirdie
FROM:loretta@yellowclog
RE: re stalking

Well ok, not 'stalking' exactly - whatever you want to call it. So you think I should leave the shop and accidentally on purpose bump into him?

Stalking

TO:pippa@weekendbirdie
FROM:loretta@yellowclog
RE: stalking

Hey Pip,

When you were stalking old Ludo Jansdotter, what did you do exactly?
So far I've only stood in the window of the photography bookshop opposite bungees in a large fedora and my nose in a cindy sherman.

Loretta x

Mahjong Madness etc.

Met Loretta at Bungees Coffee House & Folk Cellar the other night. It began as a coffee (decaf for me thank you very much, I'm taking this blessing very seriously) and turned into a night on the tiles which was hilarious as Lol can be such a loon - she can come across as a little abrasive and very serious about 'the work' but deep down she's a darling and a real scream.
We talked about all manner of things including whether she should ask Nancy to be part of her new production. She was such a hit but they didn't exactly get on. Sometimes I think I just need to bang their heads together.

Anyway, after an organic 3 bean salad and a gluten free baklava, the handsome Romanian waiter came on stage to play the balalaika and he sang so tenderly, Lol was positively swooning! She even tried to get him to come along to Mahjong Madness but he was working till 3.
The lovely thing about being out with Loretta is that you can feel drunk as a skunk even when you're completely sober. Luckily she was drunk as a skunk and I beat her 14/8 at Mahjong. She jumped on the table and demanded a rematch. Then she was sick all over my repetto flats.

Ho-hum...I have a feeling this isn't the last we've heard of the Romanian crooner.