under another sun

Owls and a jar of sunlight Valentine's day was very nice. Got up early and bought some flowers and heart shaped pastries and chocolates for Lorraine, and then we had the same pastries and bacon sarnies in fresh bread for breakfast which was jolly fine. And I started the day feeling happy and content. Imaginatively, Lorraine bought me a little black stone owl for Valentine's day. I love owls and already have a box of owls. Also later in the day when we were mooching around in Brighton we went into a charity store, where I seem always to find something, and Lorraine spied another owl carved out of some natural wood so that it looks like an owl in a tree trunk. I bought this and a sturdy blue pottery vase for about seven pounds. Bargain! After a walk along the busy seafront we decided that the strategy of having a Valentine's meal in the afternoon rather than packing in cheek by jowl in the evening. Opted for Japanese and ate in the Oki-Nami restaurant which launched last year...

Songs about pies A good night's sleep, and Calliope not waking me for a change. In fact I did not see her at all this morning. I am beginning to worry that she's falling into bad company, and may return home barefoot and pregnant. Another trip to the vet is called for. Up to London and working on the train on MS and then a day in the agency, punctuated by a visit to Plum with Betsy and Anna from NZ. Nice food: dour staff. Broke away early to ensure I arrived home early. Off to see Beth and Mark in their college's (BHASVIC) production of Sweeney Todd, with Mark playing the eponymous antihero. Surprisingly I enjoyed this musical. Regular readers will know that musicals are in general Kryponite to Peter Kennys. But a musical about pies and murder is a sensible thing. Seeing the generally sweet natured Mark playing the murderous Sweeney was fun, and Beth was in most scenes, if not acting then being the force behind conducting the scenery changes. It was good though, the songs w...