under another sun

Woke up at eight, Maureen calling as Pat was unwell. Lorraine due to go to Ashford today anyway, made an appointment for a doctor's phone call later in the day and, after breakfast, left. After chatting to Mum, and Betty who had called around to make and take away lots of coffee, as her hob wasn't working. Then settled down to five hours editing of my last podcast interview, recorded in January.  Enjoyed sitting at my new desk. It was time consuming, as ever, and my energy was low. But I was pleased when I finished it. Went for a bit of a walk at three, along the seafront.  Then after a quick listen again, sent it to Robin. Then a few emails. I've a lot to catch up on. Dinner on the gold sofa with both cats sitting on me. Then I called Mum, and then went for another slightly longer walk, this time in the dark to get up to 10k paces for the day. The Wellington Hotel looked very tempting as I walked past it, but I resisted. Home and rewatched the movie, Arrival . I like this ...

A day of doing things. I got up to buy some bread and then took breakfast up to Lorraine in bed, and we lurked there for some time before daring to face the day.  I spoke to Mum before she went to hospital to see Mas. Then a burst of practical activity. A bit of leaf sweeping in our front garden, driving into town to look at costume bits for the play that Beth had, and buying things like lightbulbs, and gas canisters for the soda stream, and did a shop in Sainsbury's, and went to the Japanese store. In the evening, Lorraine and I went off to see the movie Arrival down at the Marina, we really enjoyed it. An intelligent piece of SF that showed communication winning over a military response, with the linguist as the protagonist. But it nicely balanced a human story with a momentous historical moment for humanity with its first contact with an alien species. It also played with time too. Lovely stuff. And the central performance by Amy Adams was particularly good I thought.