Cars and art

So what’s new?

Not a lot really. I managed to get rid of my broken car for an exceptionally reasonable price considering the garage that took it off my hands still hasn’t managed to make it move (note to self – must send the breakdown mechanic a message to say it wasn’t his fault). Other than that, we’re just pootling along, playing Scrabulous (for those of you that don’t know what that is….you still have your lives, don’t get involved!) and doing some seriously good bargain grocery shopping. 6 pork steaks for 75p! Ace! We’ve got the tactics down, and know to go shopping at 9.05pm – just inside the Golden Hour when the ‘Reduced’ labels come out. I even followed a bloke in the Co-op the other day until he put the 30p label on the bag of 10 jam doughnuts. Sticky strawberry bliss!

We went to the Oxford Open Art Exhibition on the opening night on Friday to see my ‘Painting By Letters’. In a massive room with walls covered in ‘traditional’ art, mine was the only piece that involved any form of audience interaction. Sadly it looked like the curators didn’t know what to do with it, so kind of shoved it in a corner, nearly behind a video installation. But I’m taking a card to put up next to it this weekend so that people will know what to do. Mrs Manc tried her best to let people know what to do by writing on it when the most people were watching, but nobody took the bait and the guard-type person looked most alarmed.

That’s what’s going on, and I AM trying to come up with the next bit of the Las Vegas story, I really am, but my brain is a bit melted at the moment (must be a nightmare if writing is your real job….oh, hang on, it is).

Until next time….