under another sun

Pat and Maureen taking a break today from viewing properties and having a much needed down day.  Lorraine and I pottered about, Lorraine in the garden lots and I varnished the sanded window ledges etc this morning. Then this afternoon took a long walk down to Tide Mills and along the sea. Finished Will's book, The Cut That Wouldn't Heal , which was rather brilliant. Annoyingly I finished it about two minutes after I left home. But it has change the way I think about memoirs.  Here is a big branch that someone poked into the pebbles on Seaford beach.

Catching up somewhat. Had a long chat with Keith this morning. Life as a freelancer is fairly slow. Much of it traceable to Brexit of course -- it is easier for the US pharma countries to do business with a country inside the EU -- which is why my continental clients were the only ones keeping me in business. Unless something genuinely interesting emerges, I feel I am now going to devote myself to doing PK stuff, a bit poorer but much happier. Listened to Robin's podcast edit, heard from Palo, we have been charging £5 for Snow, and will use the money for charity, MIND being the one we fancy. She thinks she has raised over £200 already. Astonishing. Linda Goulden, one of the writers on the Understory Conversation sent me a note asking for a copy too. Otherwise doing podcast stuff with Robin. Spoke to Mum, who was off to the pub later, and Anton who was at an event in London. Lorraine had driven off to Ashford and returned with Pat and Maureen early this afternoon. Maureen cheerful ...