Just a few

...very scrappy sketches from North Devon. The one at the bottom was done during a Bingo game and I very much regretted not taking my sketchbook. I had to draw on a menu. You can click to enlarge it. Today the computer has said yes.

Summer is Over.

I am back from a gorgeous weekend in Devon and my view has changed from this...

to this.

I don't think Summer has ever ended so abruptly, and it hasn't done my spirits much good. Just as well I am off to uni tomorrow.

It's not really the end of Summer that's got to me - I love Autumn, it's my favourite season - it's just post holiday blues!

Camping!

Well, we survived - and actually had a great time!

I realised on the first night how ill-prepared I was and had to go and buy some warmer stuff...from the second night I slept in all my clothes plus a hat scarf and gloves.

Some of the regular site users were hilariously hostile towards us, but by the end of the weekend we'd become quite fond of Grumpy Man and Organic Man. (But not Fat Miserable Woman. We hated her.)

The last picture is of Tony, Val and Rebby doing the "Goodbye dance" - a family tradition. I didn't want to leave! Hopefully we will make it an annual event.

Summer Holidays ain't what they used to be.

Because they used to be like this - days on end at the Lido or the beach with my friends, reading loads of books and magazines, drawing, writing...all in the seemingly endless weeks until the new school year.

Now, they are like this... (my actual diary)


Take note, kids. Make the most of those Summer holidays and don't complain at all the things you can't do yet because you're a kid. Because one day, this diary, this August, this mind, will be yours. Being an adult is not all it's cracked up to be.

Holiday!

Oh well, it's back to reality after four days in lovely North Devon. It was fantastic. I mean just look...






I did do some sketching too, but I don't have a scanner, so apologies for the rather rubbish photos.







These were both done on Woolacombe Beach.