Ro called in today, which was a good surprise – that is, he did text first to be sure we were in. He stayed for dinner; I having luckily bought a pound of mince, which stretched to lasagne for all of us plus a portion for him to take home. Not that he doesn’t cook for himself, and does it very well at that.
He is thinking of buying a smartphone – not an iPhone, probably, although he did rather like mine. At one point, he was checking out a website that he uses and started to type in its name – “you’re not on the internet, you know” – “eh?” – “go on to Safari first” – “Oh, what was I doing?” – I’m afraid I did a little air-punch and a yes! for a moment there, as it’s the first time ever that I’ve corrected him with anything technology-minded for years. Twenty years, probably.
“Tell me that you don’t want an iPad”, he begged. I admitted that I want one, most passionately. But, I added, not until it’s some use – that is, the second or third issue. I confessed to being a complete convert to all things trendy, even faux-trendy, since buying my phone. I have gone over to the dark side. Worse, I don’t care. Worst, I enjoy it.
I went down to the church to check the flowers. They are all fine, even the daffodils. I was watering them when a friend and her daughter arrived. Daughter is getting married here, where she grew up, in the summer. We chatted and, when saying goodbye, she mentioned a run her husband is doing tomorrow, which reminded me – “I was excited to hear that one of Rosie Swale-Pope‘s marathons will be here” – I bought her book telling of her “little” run around the world, last year – it was when I was in Glastonbury, where there was a lovely independent bookshop so I bought a couple of books there. One, I have already mentioned over at ILTV’s place – it’s Jonathan Safran Foer’s Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, which I was hooked by, and Rosie’s was a complete winner too – as is she – in a different way. Anyway, apparently she will be staying in her camper van overnight at the Staithe* and will be running the Yagnub marathon route – it’s half-marathon distance so she will, like those who will be running it the previous weekend, be doing it twice. I won’t join her, but I hope to cheer her on at some point.
*These details for Badgerdaddy, as she is one of his heroes.