We spent the last four days at a horse show in Del Mar with Minky. I dream of retiring to Del Mar, with its beaches, pine trees, hippy cafes and book shops. Quite brilliantly, I managed to lose my iPhone for about 36 hours which forced me to unhook from the grid. Initially panic set in, but then an overwhelming sense of calm. No more jittery checking of email or twittering every move. Just the blissful sense of being at one with and happy in the world. I'm not sure I was delighted when the phone was retrieved. Would it be very outre or retro to have just a phone phone? Am sorely tempted.
17. Mai, Norwegian National Day, the day when Norway gained its independence from Sweden, and a day celebrated quite ferociously by everyone living in that small country. My mother has put up Norwegian flags at her house in England, my cousins are no doubt eating herrings and blotkake, and all over the United States, from San Francisco to Minneapolis to Brooklyn, Norges are celebrating. I've brought down Andreas Viestad's book Kitchen of Light from its shelf, so that we can have a celebratory supper. Quite perfectly, it's raining here in LA and everything smells fresh and wet, like Norway.