mi nombre es marina

Playing card games in Paris. The zoo in the rain - spending hours in the nocturnal animal house. Policemen blowing whistles during car chases and hanging on for dear life when the driver takes a sharp corner. Riding a bicycle down a steep hill and closing your eyes for a second. Letters from Argentina. Drinking tea. Portable record players – listening in a field making daisy chains. Feeding the ducks. Bird Watching in hope of one day spotting a Puffin. Wardrobes like a dressing up box. Stationary Shops. Children's book illustration. Scrap books. Anatomy. Botany. Ugly art. Pretty pictures. Brass rubbing. Bell Ringing. Playing the accordion. Playing the Ulkuele. Radio 4.