Well, thank you my audience – or perhaps I should thank stuck-in-a-book, as without his link none of you would have troubled to visit.
Since I now feel I may have the odd visitor I will try very hard not to accidently erase important bits – like explaining in my last that I had been to a painting class – but I guess the brighter ones among you worked that out!
Nancy – it’s good to meet you. I enjoy your bits on stuck-in-a-book.
I could use this space to tell you all the truth about s-i-a-b – but I have to face him from time to time, so I won’t.
Today was a medley of still-sorting-out-the-mess and dashing here and there doing all sorts of slightly crazy things – like crawling round the floor with a group of pre-school children followed by a ‘flu jab – queuing with the over 65’s. I must water a tree fern (hardy to -15 degrees) before attacking the ironing (huge pile of acquired linen – my ‘inheritance’ – of little value but much use). The day started well – the sunshine got me out pounding the streets of our village (at a sedate pace – forget images of lycra and jogging – think comfortable shoes and a thoughtful stroll)
I used the time to try out (in a low mutter) a few ghastly rhymes – the beginnings of my offering to help complete this season’s village pantomime. So, rhymes for Cinders, Prince, cold and forlorn to my rescue please. Ah s-i-a-b ….. when will I ever finish the true magnum opus?
The afternoon ended with me crawling round (again) on all fours and grabbing – successfully – the lop-eared rabbit which had made a powerful escape bid (again) from across the road. The scratch he gave me in the process was little more painful than the ‘flu jab, but less efficacious. Hey-ho.
See you again I hope. Sorry there are no book titles today – but I’ll try to do better as the books flood in to my charity bookshelves aka The Honey Pot – which operates out of the garage once a week on a Saturday morning. The pile of "I’d better have a look at this before it goes on the shelves" books beside my bed grows ever larger. Come home Simon and sort me out"!