Uncobwebbed

Slow Sunday. Caught up with some correspondence, and a then a walk down by the windy sea with Lorraine. Big threatening clouds, and the sea green and rough. Red flags out and nobody in the water. Cobwebs blown off, home to roast a chicken and watch King Kong on TV. Lorraine crying at it. It is an overlong film, but still some excellent moments. Betty popped by for a few minutes to scarf down some food on the way to her job, otherwise a quiet, pleasantly introspective sort of day.

I did buy myself an electronic tuner for my guitar. They are dirt cheap, and you clip them to your guitar and they tell you when your strings are in tune. Hours of fun right there.