Current work: research
Listening to: Eva Cassidy
Reading: Barbara Hannay, Needed: Her Mr Right
On Sunday morning, I had intended to drop littlest one at a birthday party, nip to Sainsbury’s, then make son do his homework while I quietly started catching up with my work. Except littlest one went into limpet mode. (Now I understand why her teachers think she’s quiet and shy.) So son and I had to stay. And actually, it lit up a HUGE lightbulb for me (an idea I’d had earlier this summer but which would work better as a Modern Heat, the way it morphed on Sunday).
After lunch, DH decided that as it was sunny and also likely to be one of the last decent weekends in ages, we should go to the beach. Quick bit of persuasion by me because I wanted to go via somewhere we could take a replacement pic for the other local history book I’m working on (the new camera has made a HUGE difference, so I’m going to redo two other locations as well). Deal negotiated; took pic and then headed to Mundesley, which is a lovely beach (and has beach huts… just like my lovely Radley handbag).
On Sunday morning, I had intended to drop littlest one at a birthday party, nip to Sainsbury’s, then make son do his homework while I quietly started catching up with my work. Except littlest one went into limpet mode. (Now I understand why her teachers think she’s quiet and shy.) So son and I had to stay. And actually, it lit up a HUGE lightbulb for me (an idea I’d had earlier this summer but which would work better as a Modern Heat, the way it morphed on Sunday).
After lunch, DH decided that as it was sunny and also likely to be one of the last decent weekends in ages, we should go to the beach. Quick bit of persuasion by me because I wanted to go via somewhere we could take a replacement pic for the other local history book I’m working on (the new camera has made a HUGE difference, so I’m going to redo two other locations as well). Deal negotiated; took pic and then headed to Mundesley, which is a lovely beach (and has beach huts… just like my lovely Radley handbag).
Kids had a thoroughly good time playing in the shallows and making sandcastles; DH and I sat on a beach towel and enjoyed the sunshine while keeping a close eye on them; and I sneaked in a bit of work on my outline.Monday: rainy. (But a very positive day for me – can’t blog about it, but let’s just say I can breathe again and I feel sooooo much happier.) Piano lesson went well. So did son’s osteo.
Tuesday: guitar lesson went well (Jim nagged about the Sor but has agreed to do Chopin next week); also sorted out some work. Was caught in HUGE downpour (after a bad school run – being stuck behind one tractor is bad enough, but I was stuck behind two). And I was nearly late for school in the morning because Barbara Hannay's book was on my desk and I thought I'd treat myself to a couple of pages (through the rest of the day, it ended up being the whole thing - v good read and a scrumptious hero).
Today: no electricity all day today. Choice is to work longhand or slope off to the library and work in the archives, then meet my local best friend for lunch. I haven’t had lunch out since… Well, Friday. (The fact I’m having lunch out tomorrow is beside the point.) So guess what I’m choosing?
3 comments:
Hooray on your light bulb moment.
Libraries are good.
But Barbara Hannay's should come with a health warning -- you can never just read two pages...or at least I can't.
I have electricity today, so it is completeing book day for me today.
And your Radley handbag is to die for.
Sorry to hear about your electricity problems. I'm away in the country and experiencing telephone outages and running out of water. Had to go to a caravan park to have a shower.
So glad Simone and Ryan's story got you hooked.
Kate, I just saw that you were listening to Eva Cassidy. I adore her! I think we really must be musically in tune (so to speak). Wish I could have come to London.
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