under another sun

Steady as you go Steady progress today, working in the Twitten, and then doing more admin, finally signing off my accounts, and resupplying an invoice to my French clients, this time with a date on it. Walked back to the house along London Road again today, it really does have extraordinary people wandering along it. Many of whom are clutching cans of beer in the day, and looking as if they have just walked off the set of the Jeremy Kyle show (a British version of Springer show). Reading The Picture of Dorian Gray on my Kindle whenever I could today, and in the evening too. A fascinating read, and where it works it works fabulously. It was Wild's only novel, and has to my eyes gaping flaws but manages to be utterly compelling too. Having ideas again now for writing, but my interest in them expires as soon as I get them down on paper. Lorraine is working too hard.

The picture of Peter Kenny My birthday was, luckily, unaccompanied by gloomy brooding on mortality. Busied myself gloating over the kindle Lorraine bought for me, and downloading free books onto it. Including The Picture of Dorian Gray , which I have never read before. I am not much of a Wildean, but despite the surprisingly virulent anti-Semitism directed at the character of the 'hideous Jew' Isaacs and the fact that everything in it seems artificial, I am enjoying it none the less. Day taken up with practicalities, such as sending for my permission to let, doing some billing, writing to accountant, talking to cleaners in sign language and broken English and so on. I like my kindle very much, poetry downloaded on it doesn't work so well, with some of the free downloads not even respecting line breaks, or centring every poem, which is all kinds of wrong. But it is wonderful for prose, and the fact that there is enormous amounts of stuff you can download for free onto it. I...