under another sun

So tweaked a bit of stuff in the last section and printed out the 349 A5 pages of the project I am working on, two pages to a sheet, in a ream an inch thick. Another read through over the next couple of days, and it is ready to journey out into the world. Celebrated by having a haircut. Someone told me, entirely unprompted last night, that I looked like an Irish Farmer. There certainly was a pile of wool on the floor as I left my friends in the barbers shop. Off to the gym too, for a spot of trundling, rowing and radiating haughty disdain. Listening (I've been corrected) to Cannery Row  as I went about it, which is enjoyable. Home, and I spoke to Mum and Mas on Face Time. Later I cooked Project Lorraine inspired Yellow fin tuna griddled with stripes and various veggies, and forced my lovely on a walk in the dark in the park. In the middle of the park I told Lorriane that I liked walking in the dark, especially when I wore my balaclava. She didn't laugh. Meanwhile Russia h...

Up early and surging about doing things after a porridge and blueberry breakfast. Lorraine had an excellent idea for reorganising the study further and this done, my desk has never looked tidier and more purposeful, like a petri dish waiting for the culture of a new idea. Another cloudless and beautiful day.  Project Lorraine  dictated that we had to go for a walk, so we collected Rosie and walked along the seafront of Hove watching the sun dazzle on the sea and talking about diverse subjects. Eventually settled into the stones for a bit of a bask, leaning against a groyne which Rosie was inexorably drawn to. The sun was palpably warm. Lorraine and I had a rosy faces this evening as a consequence. Off to The Shakespeare's Head to meet Matt for a late and rather tasty lunch. We even sat outside in the sun, drinking a nice beer and eating an excellent roast. Even had a piece of Guinness cake on offer as it was the day before Paddy's Day. Fond farewells with Rosie and Matt,...

Immaculate blue sky. And a day in which I felt curiously content and happy just to potter about with my wife. Betty off to work and back to London, and I began Project Lorraine today, which is a cunning way of starting Project Peter and mapping it onto someone else. So a porridge breakfast and off into town to buy Lorraine a pair of walking boots which actually fit her. Went to some lengths to do this in Blacks on North Street, being served by a nice woman also monitoring a man trying to steal an anorak. Home via the sunny Laines, and stopping to watch musicians playing. Then into Sainsbury's where we brought the fixin's for a Project Lorraine approved lunch of delicious Greek Salad. In the evening we ate sea trout fillets, couscous and roast vegetables, and had a walk around in the park under a full moon in a clear sky and heard my iPhone make a noise in my trousers to indicate that we had walked over 10,000 paces. We spent the afternoon starting The House Poo. Which is a ...