under another sun

Tsunami dreams last night. Managed to get lots done today, as well as have conversations with Mum and Mas (being propped up at the table on their iPad as they drank their morning coffees) and later with Janet. Sorted out broadband for the temporary home, filled in forms to do with establishing my Ltd company, worked on billing and other admin, and entered the National Poetry Competition as I am copying Robin and entering as many competitions as possible in a positive way. Last time of seeing Sonya till we get a new house. Had a laugh with her about how she takes good ideas from people's houses, and has advised her son what kind of shower to have so that it is easy to clean. Late in the afternoon began to feel nauseous, and had a badly upset stomach so felt pleased that I wasn't working in London. Finished The Guest Cat , which was nice. Toby messaged that he was reading the philosophy of Kant and finding it inspiring. I said he was made of stern stuff. Had a craving, de...

Bit of a scramble to catch the train, which after a bit stopped in the tunnel under the downs for ten minutes or so. As my background stress levels are high, I didn't enjoy this much, and very relieved  to be out of the tunnel. Late to work due to these signalling problems, but enjoying The Guest Cat as a light read. Shortly before arriving at St Pancras I had one of those moments when a detailed, chapter by chapter idea for a kind of ghost story, arrived in my head. Was able to jot down a list of bullets in a minute or so as soon as I arrived at work. A day of work sitting with Steve polishing and tweaking cattle concepts. Thankfully was released back into the wild this evening. There is much to be done before the move, not just the move itself, but all backlog of stuff of stuff I need to sort out - such as getting the marketing book sent out again - beforehand.  Still smarting about the last minute u-turn taken by Kogan Page so need to take action. Home on the train, de...

Working on the train this morning, to get stuff ready for a meeting that never occurred. Still it took the pressure off the morning. Out of St Pancras station to a rainbow, and last night's wind and rain decorating the pavements with leaves. More animal diseases, snuck off at lunch to buy another baked potato. Reading The Guest Cat by Takashi Hiraide which Rosie got me for my birthday, as she reasoned that I liked Japan and I liked cats. Quite enjoying it and it is reminding me of Japan.  Thought today was the last day this week, but was asked to do another day tomorrow. Then it is all packing and readying for the move. Home to roast pork, as Lorraine is emptying out the freezer. Delicious. Below leaf falls in London, and a wee rainbow.