Structural integrity

Woke up at fiveish and then couldn't get back to sleep, so got up and worked on my new poem for a while. Lorraine's personal trainer Caroline had to cancel due to her dog needing to be taken to the vet, so we had a relaxed breakfast. 

Decided the poem might be the sort of thing to enter the lottery of the National Poetry Competition and is part of my time and memory collection. 

Later I asked Chat GPT about my feet. I learnt a new word today: overpronation, when your foot rolls inwards more than average, which mine do and I discover, however, that there are plenty of shoes for people with feet like mine. As I am walking two hours a day or more on top of just mooching about, it seems sensible to invest in more comfortable trainers. 

Went for my walk for a couple of hours, listening to 1970s BBC recordings of Jeeves stories. An enjoyable lurk in Seaford Cemetery.

Home, and Lorraine finishing off some bags she had made on her sewing machine for Beth. A light lunch, and Beth arrived having spent the morning with Pat and Maureen. Enzo visibly growing. When he sat on my lap for a while, he has developed what Beth called structural integrity. He is holding his head up and when he sits on you, he feels more solid and is holding himself more upright. After Beth changed his nappy, I was amazed and delighted to watch her gently pushing his legs up, and this squeezed a ripe little parp out of him, not once but twice in a row. Made me laugh every time I thought about it afterwards. Otherwise Enzo moving about a lot, smiling and making noises, and is dribbling which may be a precursor to the emergence of teeth.  

Lorraine and I this afternoon sloped down to the studio. I'm trying to make sense of what to do next visually. It's interesting to think about, in the meantime I added colour to some of the quicker sketches I had done in life drawing.

Robin in touch, after having hols in Sicily. Some of the yesterday's travel disruption caused by the closing of Seaford Station (and nearby Bishopstone) caused by wind damage. 

Some snaps from Seaford Cemetery.