under another sun

A welcome sense of purpose today --  writing fluently first thing, chatting to Dan, MD of an agency for which Keith and I will be doing a small job later in the week. Felt weirdly good to be signing a new NDA (non disclosure agreement). Doing recordings with Robin this afternoon, the what we are reading section and so on. I talked about Audrey Lorde 's essay The Master's Tools Will Never Dismantle the Master's House . We, at least, have good a laugh when we record these bits.  Lorraine home and we had dinner and played Pode for some time, it is a cooperative game where a fallen star (Lorraine) and a boulder (me) wander about in a subterranean underworld. I get somewhat sidetracked, however, by gleefully throwing myself into abysses and jumping on Lorraine's character's head which makes her squeak. This is strictly speaking not part of the game.  Two strolls today, to get me to my ten thousand steps. Below a bit of black and white business.  

Icy rain this morning, and Facebook full of pictures of people north of here enjoying the snow. Not a flake on Kenny Towers though.  A nice breakfast of avocado and crispy bacon on toast. A spot of tidying up, laundry, floor mopping and so on. Lorraine enjoying her exploration of the beautiful underground wonderland in a game called Pode for quite a while. Chuffed as Tess is setting up a business as a professional proofreader, and said she could practise proofing on a bit of my stuff. This prompted me to gather some of my short stories with a view to getting some of them properly read for errors. In the afternoon I went for a quick stroll up the hill listening to Bleak House while I did so. I then came home to pick up Lorraine for a quick stroll around the neighbourhood. We bumped into Simon and his wife for a chat, but it was uncomfortable with people trying to come through on the pavement. A quick circuit of Blaker's Park, and past the closed down pubs The Cleveland and The Prest...

Klaudia's 17th birthday today. Anton said the other day that he told her she was only a year away from buying him a pint in a pub now. Felt sorry I haven't seen her for such a long time. I at least texted her and got her bank details so we can send her some money for baubles and trinkets etc. A designated day of rest. I began rereading through Rhona's books to prep for our interview next week. Many of them are signed, including one from 1988. We go back an awful long time. A quick spin around the streets with Lorraine at one point, just to get her aired and exercised. Also a certain amount of computer gaming. Loraine downloading something called  Pode , and we did a bit of racing about on Mariocarts too. Lorraine made beef burgers tonight, with real beef. Generally I will only eat beef in a bean jar, but these were delicious. Luckily, thanks to Allopurinol, I am able to eat beef once in a blue moon without getting orc foot afterwards.   Watched a film called The Wife, whic...