under another sun

Brainwaves, muppets and mince pies Eye test first thing today. Set off after working for a hour or so. After going to North Road rather than North Street I made it just in time only to discover I had left my wallet at home. However a woman let me in to have my test, which later created a furore of stifled bad temper afterwards, as she shouldn't have done as they've had people running off having had their eyes tested. And they were eyeing me as if I'd do the same, despite me offering to leave my camera as security. More importantly for me was that my mince pies had not further deteriorated and also my eye health appears to be okay too despite my floaters. I have loads of these dratted things, drifting in lines and curtains over my vision. Infuriating, but nothing to be done about them apparently. Then back to work on Skeletons. I unravelled a thorny part in the plot today, which allowed me to create a spurt of progress. Much better even than this, however was a chat I had w...

Frogs legs and fanatics Off to Mill Hill to be met by Mum and Mase and driven straight up to St Albans for a Thai lunch with Tanya and Robert. The four of them are planning to go to Madeira soon. Robert and Mase talking about businessy things, and Mum Tanya and I talking more broadly. Rats was one subject, but a word which Tanya refused to say aloud, and instead mouthed each time mysteriously (and slightly randomly in terms of phonetics). As we chomped on chicken satay, Tanya told us more about her childhood in the Philippines: about how frogs being seized in heavy rain, and everyone would breakfast on their boiled legs the next morning. But sadly, it no longer rains like that anymore, presumably due to climate change. After the meal, the owner of the restaurant gave Tanya and Mum a pomegranate each, and was very friendly - telling Mum that she was still very pretty and asking how could she have a son like that . Mum pleased with this, but I wasn't quite so sure. Then a bit of cold...