A peep at the goblins

Up early with Lorraine, and walked her to the station to start the long journey to Leuchars up in Fife where she would be collected by Jade. Felt sad to be saying goodbye at the station even for just a few days. Nipped around to the supermarket and then back. A nice bright day however.

To sort the kitchen out, change the cat litter, read poems by Christina Rossetti, and listened to someone reading Goblin Market her longish and most famous poem on YouTube while  Robert the herring gull was trying to get in again. I had the back door open.  Its original title was going to be A Peep at the Goblins, which seems to me to be hilarious. Lively stuff, and I talked about it in the podcast. I was also waiting for a man to measure up the window and the catflap so a hole could be cut in it, to arrive. He, naturally, did not turn up. A bit of a pane. 

In the afternoon more recording with Robin. Then I set out for a walk for an hour and a half just as it was getting dark. Robin texted to say the recordings we had done today were fine, but the ones from last week had gone wrong, and my channel hadn't recorded properly and had Robin's track twice. Gah. 

Home and finished off the fish pie, and spent a quiet night on the gold sofa, before an early night. Spoke to mum again, and will be going up to see her later in the week. She is in the process of swapping her car, for one that is easier to drive, which she is pleased about. She only does short hops, and the hybrid battery one she has now, keeps running down. 

To bed early. Lorraine going to bed at the same time, having arrived safely at Jade and Sam's place. 

Below, Robert doing his best Jack Nicholson impression. I'm back!