Smarter

Wore moderately smart clothes this morning, as yesterday I saw myself in a mirror in The White Bear looking a bit rubbish. Feeling smarter makes a difference. After a lovely breakfast with Lorraine, went to my desk to finalise my speculative missive to Shearsman. A sunny lunchtime, so I went for a walk, and later had a chat with Robin about tomorrow's interview, which we are going to do as a double act. While walking I called Carl, and spoke to him and Jayne who was also in the car. I was planning to visit him last month, and December is already busy enough so I said January. Lots of laughing as Carl ridiculed me as only your oldest friends can.

Lorraine had been shopping with Beth, and in the afternoon Beth here with Enzo, so I had a chance to hang out with them. At one point Lorraine and Beth were out of the room and I was watching Enzo getting exceedingly tetchy lying on his back trying to pull down the toys that dangle from a little plastic arch over where he lies on his mat. Beth says he wants to put them all in his mouth. I picked him up and walked about with him, and he was perfectly fine with this. Beth walked in and he wriggled quite forcibly in shock. Apparently he doesn't enjoy surprises. He's very funny and sweet. Beth now on an even keel too so all well.

Rain and wind, plus sleet tonight on this drought ridden island. Lorraine and I watched a Star Wars cowboys in space film called Rogue One. I think we'd seen it in the cinema. Lorraine couldn't remember it. I like the Empire TAI fighters that make a roaring scream as they surge through the silent vacuum of space. 

Below Enzo and one of his dangling toys. He pulls that label all the time. One of them makes a crinkling sound when he grabs it. And some lunchtime sun on as street nearby.