under another sun

Up and off to life drawing. Melissa a lovely tutor as ever. An older male model. I enjoyed myself and halfway through took out some coloured pencils and then the whole thing felt therapeutic and fun.  Scuttled home and did quite a lot of work on Kansas, the story will be about 7k long I think. The only think it is lacking is a hair-raising end, but I am writing towards something, and it will be interesting to find out what happens.  Listening to a podcast about Mary Queen of Scots, managed to mostly dodge the rain. Wearing my waterproof over trousers. Spoke to Mum, who'd been to the boring club, which happens every Thursday. She also sorted out her car this week which had loose electrics and needed some adjustment to the brakes. Given that it had its MOT and passed with flying colours recently, one wonders what those clowns are playing at.  For us, a quiet night. Lorraine back from looking after Enzo, while Beth had an appointment. I enjoyed listening to Patrick on Crozie...

Up and a freer day than I'd anticipated. Spent some time getting my ducks in a row for the interview for Seahaven FM this afternoon, and the reading on Saturday. Had an understory conversation session this afternoon.  In the evening off to the radio office. Just by the Saxon pub, where I have been with Steve a couple of times, and encountered some rum types.  Met David Crozier, who was a lovely man who was very methodical in a way that put you at ease. We chatted for an hour beforehand, going through what we'd talk about, then we moved into the booth to have a similar conversation which was broadcast live. Popped into the loo beforehand, and I could hear the music of the pub through the wall. Not ideal neighbours for a radio station.    Unlike the podcast where I can edit out my stumbles and so on, this was raw and so potentially more nerve-racking. But having been on BBC Guernsey and Sussex in the past, I just focused on the idea that there would only be a sheep and...