Post 450. WHEN SOMEONE SAYS ARTISAN

THEY MEAN PRICEY

SAYS MY WORLDLY WIFE.
That's Mo (pictured wearing the artisan head paws) being thoroughly down-to-earth again.
We were watching Alan Titchmarsh's Love Your Weekend (ITV) on Sunday morning. It's the  usual chat showy mixture of forgettable information and celebrity guests advertising their latest book, play, film, TV series, something-to-sell etc., but ol' Titchy does it well and we don't feel the need to dress up like we would if we went to church. I think our presenter was introducing one of his forgettable information experts when he described her particular goods as artisan.
Mo shook her head: "I think he means pricey," she said.

Two minds with a single thought. No wonder we're still together.
THE ALAN RICKMAN DIARIES.

Now into 1995 I am becoming acutely aware that, no matter how universal the fame, an actor's life is routinely more worrying than glamorous. And this intelligent actor was far too principled to waste much time sitting on the fence.

LASTLY: LAST SATURDAY..

It was our lovely Hans' twenty second birthday last Saturday. Here she is with Ben, who we have yet to meet: I think she may wisely be shielding him from us.

Many Many Happy Returns, Little Buddy xx.

That's it again.