under another sun

A bit of non-event snow, pictured below. A beast from the east, as folks like to call it. By the time it reaches Brighton it has grown quite tame.   Lorraine and I hibernated indoors, Lorraine phoning folks and playing Zelda. I did a little reading of a book by S.T. Joshi called Weird Fiction in the Later 20th Century on my kindle. S.T.Joshi writes all kinds of introductions to weird fiction collections (and Horror and dark fiction) from Penguin and so on. He thinks Stephen King is a hack and is not afraid to tell you why. He likes Shirley Jackson though, and so do I.  Did not even venture out of the house today, apart from to put some rubbish out. Hibernation.  Spoke to Mum this evening, all well there.  Pictured: the snowflake from the east.

Up early for a Sunday. Breakfast, and then a spot of Zelda Link's Awakening. One of the games that Lorraine bought, where you enter a magical world full of puzzles and quests. I love the little Japanese touches you can detect, such as the way the blocks in the dungeon walls are drawn to look like those in Edo castle. Played this together for a bit, then Lorraine played it off and on for hours, mostly exploring a dungeon, sometimes on the private screen, uttering things like Skeletons! Can we kill skeletons?   It is a much needed escape from the pressures of the real world.  We also briefly played MarioCarts, an exciting driving game which is fun. I edited the first draft of the Charlotte interview enough to send it to the Gannster for review and to Robin. All happy, with just a few tweaks to make.   Lorraine and I went for a walk around Preston Park, but it was crawling with people as it was a very pleasant morning, being very casual about social distancing.  Home an...