under another sun

Both Lorraine and I feeling lifeless and unwell this morning, Lorraine sounding a bit like Barry White. Quite a bit of Covid about at the moment so it was worth using up our last tests. Both negative. We slept in till ten, and dozed more this afternoon too. Steve texted to say he had a bug that floored him for a day, but is now repairing. I hope we have that one. I finished Carlo Rovelli's The Order of Time . Immediately ordered another short work by him, Seven Brief Lessons on Physics . Another chapter of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader after we'd crept off to bed.  Also attended an Understory Conversation, which required me to sit in front of my screen and listen mostly. which was, as ever, interesting. I posted to Mariscat Sampler to Charlotte a week ago, from the post office with a first class stamp, which has never arrived. It adds to a list of wifi, trains, buses etc and other things linked to communication that have been a bit haywire lately. Astrologers would call it Me...

A good morning's writing, despite the wifi being rather than looking up things quickly on the internet.  I am reading an amazing book at the moment called The Order of Time , by a physicist called Carlo Rovelli. He writes beautifully, even poetically, and is unafraid to use metaphor to make developments in the understanding of time graspable. I am finding my mind blown by some of the concepts in there, that have been common knowledge in science circles, even though I have to read it chapter at a time.  In the afternoon Lorraine having returned from rhyme time, and then eating pies with her mum and dad in the Church Lane tea room. We went next door to have a cup of tea and some nice chocolate and ginger biscuits with Jim and Joy, we sat in the garden and had a nice chat. We really like our neighbours, and Jim is an avid reader so I gave him copy of the Mariscat Sampler.   However after about an hour the area of concern  detected raindrops pinging off my scalp and we c...