Interview

Had intended to go for a walk with Brian this morning in the forest, but had declined last night as thunder and heavy rain were forecast. Turns out the morning was gorgeous, so I felt a bit of a chump. However, it meant I didn't have to rush my prep for another poetry interview with Martin Malone. We had a bit of a laugh. He was sitting in his new home in Ireland warmed by a peat fire. Nice. Lorraine out this evening at Delores's place with certain book club ladies. I happily stayed indoors and avoided the rain.