View out the window

Philip was at his father's bedside when he died on 11 August, aged 69, in a Hollywood hospital. Philip is helping his stepmother sort things out, staying in her apartment. He sent this shot this morning of a film crew out the front.

I did it!

Oh, you lucky people! Here's my first closeup of a piece of flaky skin!! Yuk, do you say? It's a bit dark - seems I forgot to put the under light on. But I'm getting there...Since I studied biology in high school I've been interested in tiny creepy crawlies and bits of dead stuff, so now I'm able to examine every bit of fluff and flea to my heart's content.

Just had my first session in the gym, with a trainer. I loved it, so will go every week from now on, even though it means missing my aquarobics session, which I love as well.

Aha! That's better - a nicely lit flake of skin.

Sorry for the big gap

It's more than a month since I've blogged. Life is so busy I can't keep up with myself and, if I'm not flat-out doing things, I'm sleeping. During the cold winter months Muffy has been very cuddly and I spend hours each day with her on my lap. I just figured out how to take photos on the iPad, so have been photographing everything that moves! Also everything that doesn't move, as I am now the possessor of a USB microscope. (Haven't quite figured out yet how to get one of those magnified images on here, so breathe a sigh of relief - for the moment!)

Sad news. Just a few weeks ago, Jean-Robert, Philip's father, rang to say he'd been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. Within a few days, he'd had a stroke. Philip flew to his bedside in LA, where he lives, and stayed 10 days. Two days ago we had news that he's developed pneumonia. Philip is in the air now, on his way to LA again.