Rather a dull, grey couple of days, despite some sunshine. I've unearthed my frighteningly bright daylight lamp, and have trained the lodger to turn it on when he wakes me up with my morning cup of tea (the boy is excellent husband material - the g-d must have been crazy to dump him). It feels a bit like being woken by the Gestapo (apart from the ( Read more... )

I seem to have acclimatised to the hot weather, and feel much more energetic, to the extent that I’ve given the kitchen counter and cooker a proper clean (huge relief when what looked like a pile of mouse droppings turned out to be spilled caraway seeds) and made it to Oxford Street for the John Lewis sale (which yielded another big bag of yarn and ( Read more... )

The fashion show went well, although my contribution didn't actually make an appearance. Since neither of us is especially fashionable, the number 1 g-d and I lurked a the back, greatly amused by the expressions of furious resentment on the model's faces. Personally if I was about 8 feet tall, with a straight up and down and could wear anything ( Read more... )

Oh dear - I see that I have not posted here, or indeed done anything else at all, apart from sleep, for at least a fortnight. I have done an awful lot of sleeping* and feeling a bit wobbly, so maybe I'm sickening for something. At least the snow has gone, leaving everything a bit grubby and sordid, but with the feeling that at any moment daffodil ( Read more... )

I've been feeling oddly flat, now that I am no longer an actual invalid, trying to get work done and distracting myself. So, I think it's about time I did another book list. This time, I thought I'd just list the ones on, beside and around(and under) my bed. About two thirds of these are library books, for what its worth ( Read more... )

I did indeed get to the library on Saturday, managing to change my books (Terry Pratchett's Fifth Elephant for comfort reading and a graphic novel of Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere that turned out to be rather rubbish), borrow the DVD of The Golden Compass (surprisingly good) and CDs by Cara Dillon, a new discovery for me. I also bought strawberries, ( Read more... )

The Brother arrived yesterday, with three bags of compost for the terrace, but no trellis. Plan A had been to get him to bring paint (to repaint the two walls up there that had faded, trellis (to attach to the newly-painted walls) and compost (for the plants that would be growing up the trellis). However, in the event, all he turned up with were ( Read more... )

Since I am now free in the daytime, sort of, I have managed to visit both my local libraries this week, so I thought it might be mildly interesting to list the books I'm reading again. The haul of brand-new books was pretty good, although rather thin on fiction.

Far from the Sodding Crowd; More Uncommonly British Days Out (a sticker on the front ( Read more... )

Yesterday, after my central heating/hot water had been fixed, I headed out, having decided to try the library in Crouch End, instead of my regular branch at Archway. Since I live on the border between Islington and Haringey, I have access to two different library services, which is very handy, but tends to make me a bit greedy. I use the ( Read more... )

Woke up unusually early this morning, having slept very poorly. I'd planned to spend today indoors anyway, since I have to do a bit of work cleaning and fixing up a writing slope for the brother, but I feel very achey and unwell, and haven't even managed any of that, feeling not quite up to the smell of solvents. I'm strongly tempted to crawl ( Read more... )