under another sun

Obsessed today with using our new drier. We have a massive backlog of washing, and using it (it is highly eco friendly) fills me with glee. No more clothes horses hung with damp clothes in winter.  Otherwise my brain a bit sluggish after a poor night's sleep. I migrated from the cess pit that is X formerly twitter before Musk ruined it, onto Bluesky. This already more welcoming. I'm @peter-kenny.bsky.social     Took Pat and Maureen fish and chips at lunchtime, and then lurked indoors in the afternoon. Watched the end of The Traitors which was great fun. Read more of the hallucinogenic The Golem .  Thirteen years since Clameur, the album with me and Matt.

Friday. Breakfast, then the gym, as Sylwia was here. Then to the Lanes Eatery, where I met Lorraine for coffee and a snack before she pushed off to take Pat and Maureen some fish and chips. An afternoon of fruitful writing for me, feeling energised.   Re-booting in the Old Boot Inn this evening, where we met Brian and Yvonne, Chris, Delores, Debbie and Carole. Yvonne's cataract operation done without seeming to leave a trace. Strapped on the nosebag there too and washed it down with a couple of pints of Harvey's Old Ale. Lorraine and I home to watch The Traitors. An excellent Friday. Below, blurry in the boot with Yvonne.   

Lorraine off to Rhyme Time in the library, a more manageable group size this time, and she had a friendly conversation with one of the babies' grandmothers, an ex-nurse she had lots in common with.  I did some writing of my own, really delighted to focus on my own work. I also felt a mite perkier than the last few days. When Lorraine returned from nursery rhymes with babies, we went for coffee with Joy and Jim next door. Just as we stepped onto the pavement, however, a bird voided its bowels with an audible splat on my head. Seconds after, with the guano still enriching my scalp, Anton called and enjoyed my predicament.  To Joy and Jim's with an unbefouled, or should that be unbefowled, head. We both like our neighbours. Astonished to learn that Joy will be 80 this year. She looks ten years younger. We also discussed the bit of fencing we need to replace. Good fences makes good neighbours. A few bits of house bits this afternoon, and I scribbled down an idea I had in Joy and J...

Still thoroughly buoyed by last night. More kind messages, and I received such a nice email from Sarah Barnsley, full of encouragement. Various bits of admin to do this morning. Sent files of my latest interview to Robin. She had really enjoyed herself last night too, and liked meeting some of the Seaford posse. Lorraine off to Caroline this morning and doing a workout. She collected me on return and we nipped about in Morrisons to do a shop. Funny how going shopping is always such fun with Lorraine. Laura and Braheem were supposed to come around for lunch with their first little baby Layla Rose. But Layla wasn't well today and they had to biff lunch. Chatted with Anton, Stav's funeral in Ealing sparked all kinds of feelings and sombre reflections. Anton a pall bearer, and there was a long way to carry the coffin, and Stav not a small man. He also delivered a speech in church, and afterwards saw his own dad's grave and his grandparents too. The reception was in the Polish C...