under another sun

Another poor night's sleep, but slept in a little. Downstairs for leisurely cups of tea and coffee with Mum and Mas. Over breakfast, I was sent a lead from a friend for a client I'd love to work with, but as I followed it up during the day the opportunity had evaporated, still an interesting new contact. Ate toast chatted to Mas about his latest project which involves desalination of water, and mum gave me a lemon scented geranium, and drove me off to Mill Hill Station. The plant smelling lovely all the way down to Brighton. Home fairly straightforwardly and back to work this afternoon, but not before eating a bowl of miso and noodle soup in the garden. There is a purple lilac tree at the bottom of the neighbour's garden which overhangs ours, and it is scented and gorgeous. The plants we put in the other day have survived, thanks to Lorraine putting in cat baffles such as circles cut from plastic bottles into the ground. Lorraine and Beth both out this evening, so when ...

Pervaded with the Friday feeling today, despite it being grey and rainy. Nicola, with whom I walked out to buy a sandwich, said it was proper Manchester weather. I had a cheery day, having enjoyed working on worms this week, even feeling quite fond of the little blighters by the end of it. Also enjoyed working with Slug again, who I always knew was a bit of a synthesizer nerd, and prog rock fancier. What I had not expected was that he has an alter ego: Dieter Banal, who with his musical partner, Hans Glib, have an immense back catalogue of decades of challenging 'experimental sonic attack' music as The New Cow . Am working again next week, and probably the week after. The Kenny coffers are in a much better shape than they have of late, which is making me feel more in control of events again. This is a happy place to be, and I feel like so much of the logjam that blocked so much creativity this year is going. Sprinting off to catch the train in the rain after work, ...