To turn a humble tin of beans into a meal fit for lesser royalty,bring to a gentle heat then add a sizable knob of butter or if you are poor some Flora light,stir gently and add a lot of pepper. serve on toast or if you are even poorer just on a plate.
I have noticed many blogs carry photos of cooking skills,well here is mine tastily arranged for a photo. One has to carefully peel back the film lid after seven minutes in the micro and stir contents before heating for another two minutes at full power. serve with a little Sharwoods Mango Chutney for best results..............
I am blessed with a lot of really lovely nieces,one of them sent me this portrait of Field marshal Montgomery she had in an old scrap book. It's a great find,it rang a bell with me for I remember seeing it when I was a boy.Grimey was a master of the quick sketch,he could draw a portrait from memory.When we lived in London he would sometimes take us out to Kensington Gardens with sketch books,sit on a bench,watch people walking by then have to draw them from our observations after they had passed. He always got it spot on for both clothes and faces,even type of gait !
. The lane leading to the studio in Wales.Not exactly a motorway but it's so much nicer to drive down and even better to walk it.I will be there springtime I hope.Click for a better view. The studio,an old mill is just visible through the trees,the river on the left is not.
I took this photo of a friend way back in the sixties using a twin lens Rolleiflex camera. No automatic exposure or focusing in those days one had to use a light meter then work out apperture and speed before taking. I dont think photography suffered much for it though,maybe more photos about now but not so valued,so many of them tucked away in computers unseen.Much better to have them in a cardboard box and be able to pick them up to look at?
After a long and bitter struggle I have"painter Classic" back.My own copy refused to reload and the one that a brother sent me insisted I didn't have enough space. It turned out to be a bug in the programme but there was a fix,far too complicated for me so expensive help was bought in and even he struggled as my security said the fix was a Trojan and wiped the program. security was unrelenting so security had to be replaced with a more compliant one and EUREKA I have a plain sensible drawing programme again. (fingers crossed)
My father Leslie Grimes at work in his studio in Essex,he was a cartoonist for a London evening paper right through the war and for the last few years of it moved the family out to the country to live in Strood villa on the Essex marshes. The painting on the right is one of his ,he was a very proficient painter,the desk on the left was mine where I was supposed to be drawing but if he looked over his shoulder out of the window he most probably would have seen me sailing a boat out on the Pyefleet marshes,far better than edification?
You may have noticed this blog is big on pictures and short on words. This is because I did my schooling in wartime when teachers were usually exceedingly old and couldn't see the back of the classroom enabling me to be drawing,looking out of the window or having a quiet chat,anything but study. however I was good at drawing and sports so that got me off the hook. I then left school at fourteen and was apprenticed to my father as an artist and spent the next three years sailing boats on the Essex marshes and keeping out of my fathers way who was very decent about it. then a short spell at art school studying girls as my time was short because at 18 I had to do national service and two years in the army. So education never really came into it,thank god for spellcheck but they don't do one for grammar punctuation etc hence big on pictures,short on words.
This is for blokes of my age who were children in WW2 and should be able to easily recognise all the aircraft above (except the Japanese ones) that filled the skys most days. Some could be recognised by sound alone,spitfire and hurricane with merlin engines especially. At night the German bombers by their desynchronized motors and resultant throb. I notice the Doodle bug (flying bomb)not in here which had the nastiest and noisiest engine of all but even more frightening when the engine stopped!...............click picture to enlarge