When I went to the Alexander McQueen 'Savage Beauty' exhibition (twice!) in NYC last year, I desperately wanted to buy the accompanying book, but lacked (a) the funds; and (b) the luggage space required (it's heavy!).  I did buy the poster though, which I've framed and hung in my bedroom - it's the first thing I look at when I wake up of a morning and I love it.  

Today I walked past my local bookstore and sitting in the window was the book... the very last copy they had.  

So it's come home with me.  I'm considering it my early, early birthday present to myself.

[does a happy jig]

A lovely long sleep in and planning a whole Artist's Date DAY to see the Grace Kelly exhibition in Bendigo, when the play is finished.  Sunday mornings are the best.

Brunch with Bridgi, cookie baking and WITW tasks and a disco nap. Now it's off to the theatre for show #9... half way!

Just got the early train home, with 2 mins to spare. Will be home at midnight. Bam!

Where I am right at this moment...

My first ever dawn service in the pouring rain. Lest We Forget.

Found a fascinating essay on writing for children by C.S. Lewis today... in which he states "Those of us who are blamed when old for reading childish books were blamed when children for reading books too old for us.  No reader worth his salt trots along in obedience to a time-table."  Describes me to a tee...