Thieves in the night

First thing, Lorraine discovered that overnight two and a half grand had been hoovered out of our joint and her personal account. She had made an online purchase of crochet pattern last night for a couple of quid via PayPal. Obviously this revelation very stressful. The bank were very helpful, and seemed to indicate her funds would be returned, but it had to be investigated. PayPal less so. But all in all a shitty way to start the day.

I made off to my life drawing class where I kept getting the proportions wrong for some reason. A nice friendly atmosphere there, and Melissa good value as ever. Kate was going to buy some coloured paper, and asked me if I wanted in on some, which was nice. Home again. I went for shortish walk, down by the sea. Great brooding clouds, and the sea greenish and sparkling with light. I always like it when the sea is lighter. 

On the way home I walked up past Morrisons, and there were a group of young people gathered on the corner opposite the supermarket, where the young lad had died yesterday. Another sixteen year old had been  arrested from his house just around the corner. We had an unpleasant start to the morning, but I couldn't help thinking about how terrible the families concerned must feel today too. The railway station is still shut, with Transport Police units here and there. It just feels completely incongruous that such a thing would happen in this little town where not much happens.

Lorraine back soon after. I made a spot of lunch, and then went upstairs to do some writing, as Lorraine went out briefly to the garden the Marshwiggle (see illustration below) gardener came today to do some work too). I went to my study to write down an idea that was in my head from last night, but I couldn't see the screen properly and although I couldn't see the spangles this time, I was clearly having a  migraine. Slept for a couple of hours and felt somewhat better.

In the evening we made off to the Little Theatre in Seaford, where we saw a production of A Midsummer Night's Dream -- a really excellent production from the little local company.  Thoroughly enjoyed it, loving the magical and beautiful language and the fun and farce of it. We were sitting with our Shakespeare reading group, with Patrick, Adele and Steve, and Lorraine's book club were also in attendance. Although I was still feeling a bit wan after the migraine, I thoroughly enjoyed myself.

Nice to be home, and go to bed however.

Below some snaps from today's walk and one of my sketches with the right leg completely wrong. However, I did it using two coloured pencils, which I enjoyed doing. Also Puddleglum the Marshwiggle.