under another sun

Desk manacles back on this morning, and back to work. Lorraine went to the doctor early this morning, then returned home to hold a strategy day with her senior team of Sarah who I saw yesterday, another Sarah and Zoe, at home. Lunch outside on the decking, which I joined in with. Rather nice lunch in fact. I like Lorraine's strategy days. Before reapplying the desk manacles and continuing with the website about parasites I am writing. Worked all day, but broke off to listen to part of a podcast about the King in Yellow stories, and the mythos they have spawned. When everyone left and we'd finished work, we went outside and assembled a trough to plant vegetables in, and had dinner outside as it was warm enough. It continues to be quite cool for the beginning of June.

A bit bushed after the long walk of yesterday, and Lorraine's feet were bad. A low key day. I went for a walk but the heavy misty cloud turned quite drenching, and I returned after an hour or so, with my wet top slick. Happily read some stories by Robert W. Chambers from the collection The King In Yellow . Also had a snooze. Marvellous. After a fine dinner, we walked down to Saints Bay, which was misty and mysterious with the rocks and cliffs in tones of foggy grey as they receded. We were completely alone there until another couple came down just as we left. Walked slowly up the hill as the misty evening grew darker under the trees. Pausing not far from the Barbarie, with bats zooming overhead, one so close to Lorraine she could feel it pass. Two Germans walked past, and Lorraine said bats to them, and they said Ah fledermaus! Lots of German folks on holiday here for some reason this year. Back into the bar, and Lorraine had a rhubarb and ginger gin and I drank some bottles of...