Tranquil on trains
Up after a good night's sleep in Edgware. Downstairs for coffee and toast with Mum and Mas, discussing with Mas what he might do about his news that he is now borderline diabetic. A bit more exercise seems the thing. Not that Mum hasn't been telling him that for the last decade. Mum and I took a quick stroll around her garden, seeing as gardens are the new thing. Snuffly, but feeling far brighter than yesterday morning, and keen to get on with stuff. Mum drove me off to Mill Hill, and I began a ghastly three hour journey home, due to all kinds of cancellations and other stuff to dreary to go into. I was uncharacteristically philosophical as I knew there would be problems, and used the time to catch up on podcasts and listen to a bit of the audiobook of Fingersmith by Sarah Waters.
Walked home from Brighton Station and found Lorraine and Betty at home. Beth just off to do some drama teaching to children, and Lorraine working from home writing her reports. I worked for some time on a DRTV scripts and then capered about in the garden with the cats, and watering Brian's tail when he was sitting on new plants. The cystus has started flowering. When Lorraine was done and Betty was back, Beth cooked a strange but lovely dish of an entire cauliflower processed into a satisfying powdery bits with fresh coriander and toasted cumin seeds.
A beautiful evening in Brighton and Lorraine and I took a stroll around the park and its elm trees, of course a rarity in the rest of the UK, the sun lowering attractively before returning home where I watched a program about British jets of the 1940s and 50s before retiring to bed with Lorraine.
Walked home from Brighton Station and found Lorraine and Betty at home. Beth just off to do some drama teaching to children, and Lorraine working from home writing her reports. I worked for some time on a DRTV scripts and then capered about in the garden with the cats, and watering Brian's tail when he was sitting on new plants. The cystus has started flowering. When Lorraine was done and Betty was back, Beth cooked a strange but lovely dish of an entire cauliflower processed into a satisfying powdery bits with fresh coriander and toasted cumin seeds.
A beautiful evening in Brighton and Lorraine and I took a stroll around the park and its elm trees, of course a rarity in the rest of the UK, the sun lowering attractively before returning home where I watched a program about British jets of the 1940s and 50s before retiring to bed with Lorraine.
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