under another sun

Sunday and Lorraine finding it hard to relax, and having to work in the evening.We did have a mooch around the park together at least, which helped. Travellers there though, and the secret walled garden locked up. I don't like seeing her like this and I'm trying to be as supportive as possible. As expected, the new job is quite tough and it will take a while to settle. While she was working I cooked a roast chicken and roast potatoes and a slew of veggies and finished  Loop of Jade at last. A few poems I'll want to read again, which is all that can be asked for. I personally feeling fairly cheery about the new week, as it will give me an opportunity to work on the play. Early to bed.

In the attempt to stave off gloom, attempting to get a grip. Principally by writing lists and taking every opportunity to go out for a walk, in-between bouts of work, while listening to my Keith Richards audiobook about drugs and music man. Managed somehow to do something to my neck which seized up during the course of the afternoon and evening to the point I could barely move it. Read a little of Loop of Jade poems by Sarah Howe just to make sure I did something that didn't suck. Monday. Bah.