i’m no angel but i’ve spread my wings a bit

so much has been happening…..

last year i got into angels and through a friend went to see lorna bryne talk about angels in december…

she has seen them since she was four…

she said we all have a guardian angel that is just for us and no other human being…

that is with us before were born and after…

she said the first word her daughter said was her guardian angels name…

i’ve begun the year feeling very happy…

my third song is finished and just has to be mixed…

i’ve written my goals for the year and done rituals that i always do to say goodbye to the old year and welcome in the new…

during the weekend i saw marie cybele as she was over from paris…

and showed me photos of her new home she has just purchased…

it’s just down the road from where her current apartment is now and it looks magical from the outside…

your in the middle of paris but it feels like your in the countryside…

the street is covered in trees and she said we can put deckchairs out there in summer…

she wants me to go over when she moves in and we can burn sage and get the space ready for a new dwelling…

also saw the master at the refurbished electric…

and i just loved it…

what a movie…

i played the soundtrack when i came home while i had a bath…

i’ve seen your beauty and you belong to me now

its been super HOT!!!

beach weather!!!

i wanted great weather and boy have i had it….

maria cybele and i had yet another great brunch…

we had to move as we were being baked slowly by the intense sun…

later i went to a meet and then walked to st germain des pres, along the seine in the sunshine….

to see to rome with love woody allens latest….

some of it was in italian with french subtitles but i got the gist……

next day another brunch….

wandering in the market at montmarte….

maria cybele got a fabulous old typewriter and cool clothes…

i got a new laptop bag  and clock that is very 50’s to put in my kitchen…

wanted these fabulous lights from india that would look so great in my lounge even though i had envisioned something else….

the were glass globes in the palest pink and yellow…

just beautiful…

they were sold to some famous director…michel gondry

the sellers laughed at my face when i just kept looking at them…

i wanted them so much…

maria cybele was how would i get them home? to ours?

i would have forgone the scooter and taken the metro…

alas not destined for my home!!!!!!

later maria cybele went to open air cinema and i went for sushi and then to do a  little gig at pop in in the 11th…

i wanted to sing two songs but they couldn’t work the ipod so i did one….

it was fun…

i don’t get nervous at all anymore….

prayer must never be answered, if it is, it ceases to be prayer & becomes correspondence

i had to go to the sacre coeur……i’ve been last two trips but i love that building and the feel and i always want to light candles for the people i care about………

which i did…..

this time i went late in the afternoon after my first meet in paris and a long lazy lunch on the champs elysees…

this time there were nuns praying and it wasn’t so crowded..

i chose saint vierge

i have no idea what that saints job is…just felt right

letting a thing come rather than creating it

i went and saw gerhard richter at the centre pompidou………

i love his work…….

it was on the top floor and i started to feel a bit weird as it got to the top on the escalator….

heights always freak me out a bit

it was a big show and……

i loved his painting of clouds

its three clouds in a row and its so beautiful…..

it made me remember when i was a kid and we would regularly lie and look and the clouds for ages and say what we shapes we saw..

maria cybele called whist i was nearing the end of the gallery and had a couple of hours spare before she had to return to work..

so she picked me up on her scooter….

saying are you on the back?…

i was wearing one of my marni dresses which are not really designed for scooter travel……..

i just have to hitch up high like small shorts…….

we went to the marais for dinner and sat outside to have the relaxation disturbed by a persistent wasp…

or few….

maria cybele was like i’m going to f*********king kill it……

apologizing for it being non buddhist…….

two minutes later he died in our neighbors cocktail two tables down

be yourself everybody else is already taken

yesterday such sunny weather for me to go to cemetiere Pere-Lachaise……..

i made sure i made extra effort to look nice for madame piaf…..

i thought i would pop in there and out….

not realizing how huge it is……

and when i made my list of visits i found it hard to work out without a map….

i did try!!!

one man offered to be my guide for free and he lead me to chopins grave…..

which had the most flowers!!!

that was after struggling to find colette and when i decided to get a map!!!!!

the good thing was i got to practice my french on him before i bade him goodbye……

its so inspiring for to hear do you speak french,,,,,,,when i answer some ???’ions correctly

i’m a beginner!!! with my L plates for sure!!!

just spurs me on……for the next stage of my french lessons when i return…..

so good to be understanding more

i got to piaf via monsieur morrison…..

then checked out gertrude stein…..maria callas and isadora duncan with ballet slippers beside her placque…

maria callas….whos ashes are not there anymore…

and when i left i returned to piaf which is who inspired me to go there in the first place and luckily no  one else was at the grave….

so i got to speak to her for five minute on my own which i really wanted …

before more people arriving….

the cemetery has the most amazing feeling…..

being buried is a tempting choice if its there!!!

p.s. not forgetting MR WILDE

p.p.s i also bought map of paris first time ever…..i’m coming over all practical!

all i’ve done all my life is disobey

yesterday i went looking for a key cutting place so marie cybele and i would both have a key……

i went down the street we previously went down on the scooter and there was a placque saying edith piaf used to live there…

the building looks old and sad…..

i took some photos as i have a thing about piaf….

next i walked through the park near marie cybeles it’s right around the corner and she goes jogging there…

it’s really beautiful

french girls jog differently……slower…..

they were blasting bob marley in the park sound checking for a concert…..

and when i turned down the street to our square with flower pots on the wall…

a duo of buskers were playing….

feelings of all songs…

by trumpet!!!

was very funny

london is a riddle paris is an explanation

so marie cybele arrived on her scooter and off we went for chinese……….

we could have walked to the restaurant but after a long day working she wanted to scooter it….

the only reason to not would have been if it ruined my hair do…

i had it back to show my earring off to full effect!!!!

marie cybele said that would be the only logical reason for not taking the scooter!!!

wearing of helmet ruining hairstyle…..

but i removed my dangling marni earrings which i’m in LOVE with and just purchased……

and felt all of five as marie cybele secured the helmet……

then we were off and as we turned the corner to head down the hill my first sight of  the eiffel tower…all lit up….

ooh la la!!!

the american in paris is the best american

i’m writing this in paris….in a cafe across from marie cybelles apartment in the 19th

on the eurostar this morning my neighbor was watching le bout de souffle…i was reading my english harpers bazaar and would catch glimpses of the movie every now and then……

one scene, jean seberg is getting smoke billowing over her from her costars constant cigarette hanging out of his mouth…..

i wanted to wave my arms to clear it for her……

got off the train to no marie cybelle???

she got called into work unexpectally as the chloe show is in 3 weeks……

she emailed me….i sent her a text when i got off saying have you forgotten about me?????  hence the cafe….

its so good to be here…

the bikini is the most important thing since the atom bomb

my birthday a couple of weeks ago………………..

went to rye east sussex as usual……………..

adelya and mya came too……………

it’s only mya’s second trip to the seaside this lifetime……first was in italy a few months earlier…………..

adelya bought bubbles to blow to keep mya entertained on the train ride……..

but handbags are more her thing and whats inside them……

the beach was wonderful…….

later at dinner mya was grooving to the music, she loves music!!!!!!

i bought another picture form the artist i like ……….i love the colours  of it, yellow and dark crimson………

it’s called and she is happy..…….it cheers me up just looking at it…

i am the baby in the family and i always will be

i have been sooooooo slack about blogging…….maybe i needed a break………

but really its that i am in need of a new  apple mac….

too many things to fill in so i’ll start from mya’s 1st birthday party and i bought her the stella Mccartney…banana cowboy above…..also one for myself as it is JUST too cute…….

i met adelya’s parents at the party and i really liked them……her mother praised adelyas mothering skills…

she IS really good……

and said she was an even prettier baby than mya……

also that adelya never does what she suggests so i said why not suggest the opposite and see if that works…

i met adelya and mya for lunch thursday in the sunshine and mya was wearing her new outfit with her chunky thighs!!!!

her favorite word is that which is accompanied with pointed finger…..

adelya just had a reading with dorothy chitty the psychic i have had one with twice…

so it was a meet to hear all the news…