under another sun

Ah. Sunday. Up early and had breakfast, fried tomatoes mushrooms and egg on toast. After Lorraine had finished some sewing we drove to the gym and did about 50 minutes in there. Felt knackered by the cross training half hour as I was pushing it a bit. Then a few weighty bits and home where we decided to clear away a huge pile of garden waste and drive this to the tip. A proper deforestation of bits of bay tree, buddleja and conifer as well as the Christmas tree left over from Christmas. Took a few visits to the recycling centre in Seaford. The last journey Lorraine made alone as there was no room in the passenger seat, while I concentrated on sweeping up all the detritus left behind.  Steve came by shortly afterwards for a cup of tea and to pick up some seedlings that he and Lorraine had been talking about. Having spent a couple of weeks in Portugal with a friend, and having Mike stay from Holland, he said he was happy to spend some time alone. He described all the clubs he belongs...

Up earlier today. Lorraine drove Pat and Maureen off to have their covid (or 'covis' as Maureen calls it) jabs. They also went to M&S and got stuck in abominable traffic so where gone a while.   Meanwhile I progressed for a few hours with editing podcasts, completing the edit of the Pete Raynard interview, and then pressing on with the Sarah Barnsley one. I kitchen portered for Maureen, a harrowing experience, and after lunch I went for a long stroll around the Rec and neighbouring streets. Enjoyed Willesbrough Cemetery which has some fine trees and interesting graves. Some new looking ones for boys killed in the First World War. But I liked this one best, for "Bunny"Bernard Stanley Fuller 22.12.1925-31.12.2006. SIX FEET DEEP/LIES AN OLD/ BRICKLAYER/ FAST ASLEEP. The Rec had a mischief of magpies flapping about. I counted eight for a wish.  Lorraine, meanwhile, triumphantly completed the Robyn octopus pattern, but is renaming it now it is complete to Occy she has ...