sunday morning i get down the street and meet up with my magic mushroom dealer, i bump into and spark up an interesting conversation with a young girl, she's slightly autistic, and kinda sexy dressed as a real nerdy looking type, chatting about practicalities like always caring a bag for fruit and veg. we discuss apples, i recommend the bravo variety as she has never tried them, she recommends the hybrid pear apple that looks small and tastes big. she shows me pictures of her two dogs, scrolling through her mobile at thousands of images of animals. there's something about her that is very attractive, her feminine energy and feeling of safety kinda washes over me and makes me peaceful. obviously i wanna chase her down, get a number, grab a coffee but she has to run off to her mother who has texted her and we pledge to catch up next time we are out and about at this little market. later as i amble along i see some representative from the new york bagel company,  it's his last day at work and launches into a story about his career. I tell him about my love for a bagel and how the only way i can eat them is if they are fresh and filled with lox. he makes me one. it's amazing. it's an indulgence but in all honesty i usually have one two times a year as they are elusive and never quite made to my reqiuirements. it has to be dark rye.

back home for domestics and gardening, my garden is out of control and requires a full week of work, however in the short window left to me there's a certain satisfaction as i prune and dispose of waste matter and debris. three massive palm fronds fall from above in the gusts of wind, they all nearly hit me. it's like a war zone and then peace. as they hit the ground they make a 'whopft' sound.

at mid day i stop and play the new shreikback album monument. fuck, it's brilliant. a barry anderson solo one but it really sounds like classic shrieks and at the moment is my fave cd from all their releases. 

lyrically it is so rich as usual but also interesting, the opening track is a stunner but it dosn't really let up. i love barry's songwriting, he uses words most dictionarries omit.   this is their 17th or 18th album and it's just barry without his bandmates who were pursuing solo careers. it's classic shriek however and really stands up tall. get a copy and thank me later. please pay for it as these guys are already on the breadline. i play it non stop from noon to 1740, gotta get the fire started ad make some food. also i have a series to watch, halfway through an adaptation of blake crouch's dark matter, a book i read a few years ago and liked. it has jennifer colleney and joel egerton in lead roles and it's a pretty straightforwards adaptation about two people lost in a box that creates superposition as they search for their version of reality amongst some pretty alternative ones. it's good and i'm half way through.