under another sun

Both Lorraine and I feeling lifeless and unwell this morning, Lorraine sounding a bit like Barry White. Quite a bit of Covid about at the moment so it was worth using up our last tests. Both negative. We slept in till ten, and dozed more this afternoon too. Steve texted to say he had a bug that floored him for a day, but is now repairing. I hope we have that one. I finished Carlo Rovelli's The Order of Time . Immediately ordered another short work by him, Seven Brief Lessons on Physics . Another chapter of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader after we'd crept off to bed.  Also attended an Understory Conversation, which required me to sit in front of my screen and listen mostly. which was, as ever, interesting. I posted to Mariscat Sampler to Charlotte a week ago, from the post office with a first class stamp, which has never arrived. It adds to a list of wifi, trains, buses etc and other things linked to communication that have been a bit haywire lately. Astrologers would call it Me...

Up early and slowly organising my thoughts into a new longer poem, and reading a bit more Freud. I have almost finished The Uncanny , the Penguin collection of his essays and I have really enjoyed it.   Pat and Maureen and Lorraine went back to the place they are buying, and also had a chat with the property manager. Then, being the ideal daughter, Lorraine organising everything so that in the afternoon, we were able to zoom off to Brighton. I nipped out of the car and dropped off the legal documents for Pat and Maureen's move at the solicitor's office (we are using Healeys again in the Old Stein so it is Jess's daughter Kate helping us again). Really enjoyed Lorraine and I just having a drive together and a chat, and look at the sunshine on the south coast. Just one last push to get Pat and Maureen here in Seaford, which they are both looking forward to immensely. Home again, and I picked up the threads of the writing I was doing and spoke to Mum who seemed fairly perky. T...