
i missed a bit, on my back.
now i'm streaky bacon flavoured looking: some fine stripes of sunburn on my back and feet (only)
SUPER hot sun here.
sun, surf and cider.
not much else.
finished luke haines' book 'bad vibes' (recommended by phil savidge) and now i'm reading 'just kids' patti smith's biography about her and robert mapplethorpe (recommended by karl from underworld)
today we took the cliff railway down from lyton to lynmouth then ran back uphill to lynton.
i am avoiding the sun today like cumbrians were avoiding the homicidal taxi driver on a gun rampage yesterday.
i don't mind people needing to kill themselves.
but taking out 'innocent' passers by seems so horribly fashionable and selfish...
the lack of telephone signal and wifi here in third world devon is becoming frustrating.
'oh it must be so relaxing' doesn't quite hold.
better to have it and be able to turn it off that not to have at all.
i have found you after a 10mile drive up and over a small mountain.