Sunday 28 February 2016

Friday 19 February 2016

William and rain

It's been a long time, far to long.
I have just finished a workshop gig at William Morris Gallery, which I really enjoyed, it did run over time but that's because I was really getting into it and didn't take note of the time.  I was given a lift to the station by a fellow artist who was also working on the event but in another room, we chewed the fat for a short while then I jumped out the car. As I was about to run to the station my stomach started to talk to me and of course I had to heed its voice, so I diverted to a corner shop not thinking whether I had any money luckly I found a pound and purchased a packet of crisps... Mmm very nurtrise but I tell you this it helped. I boarded the tube, found a seat and settled down waiting for my stop, in front of me was a lovely women and her child, all seem well so I thought, how wrong was I. The young child looked sleepy and rested her head on her mother's shoulder. Like a flash she leaned forward and vomited, I managed to move my feet out of the way before the vomit hit the ground. I felt so sorry for the child but also glad that I didn't get hit by the projectile. I hope the both got home safe.  It's the worse thing ever when your child is sick but being out with them and they are sick their is a sense of helpless you feel and I saw that in the mothers eyes. I hope they are both OK.